Showing posts with label grandchildren. cats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grandchildren. cats. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

A foray into the past ~ clearing the cobwebs and thinking back.

Spring cleaning is a wonderful opportunity to revisit and get reacquainted with things that we have stowed away in the deep recesses of The Humble Bungalow....things that we can not bear to part with as they are family pieces, they are intricately interwoven with memories...they have history and still hold a place in our hearts.


The vintage phone is our land line...
we have another set of phones that we use which are cordless and are current.

Our children's first baby boots have been bronzed for keeping...
does anyone do this anymore?

 I spied a few stray pairs of bronze booties in the local Value Village and wondered whose they were...
I'm curious when I see framed vintage family photos...why they have been discarded and donated?
Are there no relatives wanting to keep them?
Or is it that someone has passed away and an agency has been called in to dispose of all the personal possessions?


Our daughter's shoe is on the left and our son's is on the right.
My goodness it seems like it was yesterday when I held those wee ones in my arms...
wherever does the time go?
I can still remember how cozy and warm I felt with those babes swaddled in soft flannel receiving blankets nestled in the safety my arms...my heart was filled with joy.
Such soft pure skin
the brightness of their eyes
the smell of their hair
their wee fingers curling over mine
those tiny mouths as they rooted for my breast
latching on, suckling and swallowing in gulps
the contented sigh
slowly slipping off to sleep 
all to be repeated again in a few short hours...

You can see what I mean about how "things can transport you" back to an earlier time...
a time of such innocence
a simple time when priorities were plain to see
children, a husband, and a home.


Van Briggle Bunny
He was a potter from Colorado that worked during the arts and crafts era.


Bunnykins made sturdy bowls and cups for babies...
this is mine from the mid 1950's.
Designed and signed by Barbara Vernon.
I do not know who gave this to me and I will make a point of asking Mother later when we go for dinner.
My family were thoughtful in their gift giving...things that would stand the test of time.
I have kept quite a few books that were gifts from my grandmother and aunts and uncles.
Those were the days when they would write in the front of the book so you knew who they were from and when they were given.
"Dear Leslie, Happy Christmas, Love from Aunty Kay and Uncle Owen."
"Happy Birthday Leslie, Love from Uncle Alf and Aunty Georgia."


These are our children's bowls...they are from the late 1970's and early 1980's.



Such cute images of bunnies and their families.
You can see the sweet gentle innocence of life depicted here.
Happy Times.
Isn't that the way it is supposed to be when you are young?
No worries, 
and the freedom to go about growing up in a safe community surrounded by people who love and care about you.
This is what we gave our children...and this is what our son and DIL are giving to their children...


Doulton still make Bunnykins sets today.
I think they make a great baby gift even today when life is much more complicated...

Gosh I've really gone off on a tangent...
perhaps that's what happens when you tackle the dust bunnies!

Well that's my two cents worth this Tuesday...
Hostess
XO

Friday, April 10, 2015

OOTD walking style, cats books and grandbabies...

Destination Paris...is a few weeks away and there are a few things left to attend to before I leave.
We've been really busy here in and around The Humble Bungalow.
Cleaning silver, washing and ironing linens, sorting out clothes, weeding and planting in the garden.
Oh and lots of walking...which I like to think of as "training for Paris!"
I weighed in this week and was 1 measly ounce over my 2 pound window from my "goal weight" so I had to pay to weigh in...the upside was that WW has some new chocolate treats at 2 points each that I stocked up on...
no guess work when a chocolate craving comes along and if you are like me...it will strike at some point!



OOTD
casual gear
Jacket ~ Avia
Capri's ~ Tuff Athletics
Tee ~ Joe Fresh
Shoes ~ Lands' End Trail Shoes


The deer have been nibbling our tulips in the garden so we put some up on the porch in hopes that they will not climb the steps to munch their meal.


Loving the variegated leaves...


We harvested our first feed of asparagus this season and oh they were tasty.



The violets have taken over but they make a charming ground cover....




These are new to The Humble Bungalow garden.
a native plant...known commonly as a "shooting star."


So sweet and delicate.

I finished reading Elizabeth George's first in The Inspector Lynley series...
"The Great Deliverance"
I found it quite unsettling...
It was well written but a little TOO scary for my taste.
I am a wuss and prefer lighter books.


I popped into the used book shop in the Village and found this little gem...
while I was there I spied the bonniest blond little boy...and it was none other than our fair haired Henry!
He and his mom were perusing the books in the children's section.
Of course we stopped for a hug and a kiss and we had a "wander about" while his mom chose a book.


I read this many years ago and thought it a lovely read...


My friend Ruth gave me this book as I enjoyed Rachel's first novel "The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry."

I am on the look out for a used copy of The House of Mirth by Edith Wharton...

Our cat Pepper was back at the vets for a complete work up...
she has been having digestive upsets for the past few days and it has been a tense time.
I spent the better part of last evening at the Vet Hospital and we are trying to figure out just what is amiss...
they think she might have IBD.

She has come home with some medications and some special food.
Fingers crossed that she will rally.

On the upside I have a play date with my darling grandson Henry!

Hope that you have a fun weekend.
Hostess