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What We Have in the House
“We’ll use what we have in the house”, my grandmother told me when I asked about wrapping a small birthday present for my mother. A few hours later with her help, I had…
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Her Ring
He came bearing three rings. And then asked which one I liked. All had diamonds but surprisingly, I was most drawn to the sculptured platinum one with two even rows of sparkle. It…
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After the Storm
We are having an awful lot of weather these days. ~ Jane Austen I clearly recall a school weather assignment I had in the fourth grade. It was my first special project to…
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On the Twelfth Day of a Feminine Christmas
I just couldn’t pass up this sweet little miss to represent my twelfth Christmas post to you. Her image depicts a lovely Christmas purity. Clearly the illustration is idealized but one simply cannot…
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On the Eleventh Day of a Feminine Christmas
These two women are clearly from the Homefront. That is a place that endlessly intrigues me, especially during Christmastime. There were just four Christmases during WWII and the specialness of the holiday was…
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On the Sixth Day of a Feminine Christmas
This adorable little babe reminds me of my daughter – her coloring, the rosebud lips, the tenderness… This Christmas, my feelings of endearment know no bounds because in the New Year, I will…
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On the Fifth Day of a Feminine Christmas
Isn’t she lovely…Isn’t she pretty? Truly the angel’s best. ~Stevie Wonder She is indeed, lovely in her silk taffeta dress the color of a child’s Valentine’s Day lollipop. The simple chignon, the sweeping…
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On the Fourth Day of a Feminine Christmas
This mid-century half-apron really brings back memories. My mother and grandmother always wore aprons like this. And every Christmas, their aprons reflected the joy and specialness of the season with embellishments such as…
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Tales of November
Wild is the music of autumnal winds amongst the faded woods. ~ William Wordsworth I love this sweet scene of a young mother reading to her children before a warming fire. And I…
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She Shred
It all started with a seemingly innocuous idea… Tired of the lack of closet space in my small home, I asked a friend if I could borrow his paper shredder. I had known…
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A Story of Tea Cups
As my grandmother climbed into her 80’s, I think she recognized that time was winding down. And though it hurts to remember, I wasn’t too surprised the day she announced, “Your grandfather and…
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On the Eve of A Birthday
Tomorrow is my birthday. Again. They sure do come fast and furious now – like contractions. And yet, I still get a little secret thrill from them although I would not admit that…
