Still-Life

 



Getaway Day

I was on the road yesterday in order to meet up with two  dear friends for lunch, conversation, and shopping. It was odd to be back in the college town where we met.  The town has changed and grown, and so have we! Bargain hunting at Goodwill was very  worthwhile. I found a plate, brush, small jar, and glass dome. We also browsed inside the mall. Sure missed Woolworth's and Kirkland's... two favorite hangouts from college days.  

 

I am rearranging my jewelry pieces and using butterpats and saucers to display them. The handpainted dish was sweet, pretty, and so cheap.

 

The glass dome was just the right size to fit over a compote I already had.

 

It's amazing how a little bit of silver polish will take away a lot of tarnish. 

 

 

one of my favorite things

straw picnic baskets

 

This one I spotted at Plantation Antiques earlier in the week. Can't seem to pass these up...they're wonderful for storage.

 

Already the weekend is here. Have a good one! 

Life Goes On

Sometimes I feel guilty to be enjoying a normal week while others are unable to because of the tragic event in Boston. Hard to understand another senseless attack on American soil and more precious lives lost or damaged.

A few pics -

  

I wonder if Les and Pennee will recognize what I'm using to hold my earrings...the golden compartments once held delicious balls of chocolate. The goldtone S was a recent Goodwill find.

 

 

Gunner's 11th birthday was in April. He proudly read each card and held up every gift.

 

 

Nicolas showed real promise in his first soccer game and scored his first goal.

 

 



Wishing you a peaceful week,

Sandy

Dividing My Time

Mild April days have enticed me to go outside and see what's beginning to grow. It will be a few more weeks before perennials start showing off.  Right now a few weeds and too many leaves are in my flowerbeds.

 

 

 

 

 

While inside I have been going through stuff from years ago like scrapbooks, cards, etc. I am earnestly trying to reduce sentimental material, but am finding it very difficult. One bright spot about being a packrat. Sometimes you run across something you had completely forgotten about and are rewarded with a bit of information. For a long time I have wondered about the cost of my 1971 wedding dress. There in an old scrapbook that's falling apart and has crumbling pages was a store receipt from B. Lowensteins  and Brothers of Memphis, TN. Mystery solved. 

 

   

       

 

 

Hopefully one of these days I will have the nerve to toss a lot of stuff from the past. For now I'm taking it slow and making a little bit of progress. 

 

 

 

 

The Coin

Sara Teasdale

 

Into my heart's treasury

I slipped a coin

That time cannot take

Nor a thief purloin,-

Oh, better than the minting

Of a gold-crowned king

Is the safe-kept memory

Of a lovely thing.