My cupboard tells a story.
A story full of celebrations, laughter, and delight.
The little mouse in cheese, a salt and pepper shaker, from my mother-in-laws collection.
Green depression glass for the dream of having a tearoom,
but served me well at tea parties.
The white creamer from my aunt, I am sure a garage sale find.
Violets and daisies, my grandfather loved and one day became mine.
A bird nest found along the way.
White china from my own wedding long ago.
A rooster that once adorned my table for a Tasha Tudor tea party.
A touch of pink just to finally accept loving the color and needing a touch.
A Christmas cup and egg cups for Easter.
Family celebrations, memories from my cupboard.
A bit cluttered, I must say; but it is what life is about
that fills our memories and often a bit cluttered.
Happy Weekend, dear friends!
Here's to embracing a bit of life's clutter.
Happy Weekend, dear friends!
Here's to embracing a bit of life's clutter.