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Todays display chain Displayed Sentiments. I have so many things I could share. Years ago I started to fill my home with things that were from family members. Most every thing here at the homestead has a story behind it. As family members passed on I tryed to buy an item at there public sales. Many are from the old home I grew up in. They hold memories of warmth love & safety. They really hold no meaning to any one but me. How sad I may just be the last generation to hold on to these many treasures & stories. Unless my kids find a love for them before I someday pass.
Great grams butter churn & butter press. Bought by pap at the sale. Later given to me by Pap just a few days before he passed. Oh to only have the old butter bowl. It was sold at Paps brothers sale. Little did I know. Maybe some day it will find its way to me. I have the butter paddle too. To wish upon a star.
The old highchair from Gram & Paps house. Used by my Mom & Aunt. Later by all the many Grands & later used by all but three Great Grands & one Great Great Grand.
Pap & Grams old radio they went to house keeping with. Still waiting for me to to refinish it. An old jar with a dozen dried red roses. The only ones ever sent to my Gram. By me on her last Birthday. She saved them. A note I added to the jar after she passed. Keep & give to Lara. After Pap passed they came to me. An old sewing box my FIL picked up at a yard sale that was given to me by my MIL after he passed.
Old stacked bowls. Chipped or cracked no matter. Most from family members. The Taylor Smith Taylor oven ware dish on the scales was from my oldest Son. Found at a yard sale & bought for Mom. A call to check if I was home & a visit to give it to me. I played with these scales as a child for years. One birthday Gram left a box for me in my car at work. Another Birthday gift. Inside was the scales.
An old creamer can bought from a friend at her yard sale. She made sure I knew there was a hole in the bottom. Not wanting me to think I was ripped off. I chuckle As I type. I loved the can hole & all. The roaster Gram bought at an auction I commented on liking it. Later it became my birthday gift.
Grams french fry cutter. So many good old fries cut & cooked in her kitchen for us to enjoy. It no longer cuts fries. I have no idea how to sharpen it so it hangs with honor in my kitchen. Before Hubby was my Hubby he came home once after he attended an auction with boxes full. How I love to dig in those boxes. To find a treasure like this the oil can. My first to collect
A simple little lantern sitting on the kitchen counter when I went to visit Pap one night. With the question asked "is that what you wanted"? My answer Yes. Pap found it on one of his many adventures of visiting yard sales. He remembered I wanted one. The joy it has given me.
My first piece of gray granite ware that started my collection. What a coffee pot. Found at a yard sale along the road the day Hubby & I were on our way to the JP to marry.
A simple little penny that my Hubby put into a machine to press & put the Lords Prayer on it. I carry it in my pocket always. So many years ago he gave this to me. Not any expensive gift but one I treasure.
My childhood dolly. She has no beauty to her. But she holds so many memories of cuddling her & loving her. Her hair is long gone & her eyes have no sparkle to them. Her simple dress was sewn by my Gram. She & the red tricycle in my garden are the only toys I have from long ago.
I recently got this piggy cutting board. I had to have it. It remined me of a childhood book I loved. Yes Charlottes Web. The little pig Wilbur. Who could not love any runt in a litter. Who would not want to save a runt.
Things we hold dear to our heart hold the best memories. Why not decorate our homesteads with them.
Blessings Til Next Time!
Lara
