Spotted Monday afternoon, as I got into my car. I was leaving Columbus to return home to Pittsburgh. You know I’ve got that July Fourth birthday as an undercurrent theme so it caught my eye. I might be one of the few people who own an Uncle Sam nutcracker. It looked like the kind of item one would take to The Antique Road Show for appraisal but there it was, glued to a stone.
“A matchbook is a small paperboard folder enclosing a quantity of matches and having a coarse striking surface on the exterior.” Wikipedia
Do you have a collection of interesting matchbooks?
Complete with strand of nose hair peeking out from his snout?
I was making minestrone for the family.
This little potato caught my eye. Smiled at me.
That’s the only real detail I know, as told to me by my Aunt Rhea.
Grandmother Charlotte Van Sickle had what was called then a “nervous breakdown” as far as I could decipher. The woman in the floral dress came to help . Aunt Rhea said she was her nurse.
Not sure of her nursing credential .
My daughter sent me the photos she took when she and Charlie went blueberry picking in Ohio Friday morning.
My granddaughter Maura (12) texted me this random can of tomato sauce she saw in Sam’s Club on Thursday. I love that she noticed it, photographed it and shared it with me.
I’ve photographed out-of-place items in stores before and have been astonished at what people leave in odd spots.
Monday morning we went to the playground in Upper Arlington. Ohio. Charlie and his friends didn’t mind playing in the heat but I found this lovely bench in the shade. As I sat and knit on a sock, I noticed this plaque in the cement. I don’t know who Cornelia R. Pond was but her son Jim took good care of her and donated the park bench in her memory.
Oscar is a labradoodle who will be one in August. He’s enjoying being part of Laura, James and Charlie’s family. They’re enjoying him, too. ❤️
Now We Are Six.
When I was one,
I had just begun.
When I was two,
I was nearly new.
When I was three,
I was hardly me.
When I was four,
I was not much more.
When I was five,
I was just alive.
But now I am six,
I’m as clever as clever.
So I think I’ll be six now
for ever and ever.
Author: A.A. Milne
Born June 25, 2015
Sign Greeters by Sara