Isn’t it fun to receive a happy surprise in your mailbox? My DIL’s mother created this fancy flowerpot card on her Cricut machine. Thanks, Marlene. You slide up the flowers and there’s a message written on the base. She actually made an accompanying easel to hold the card but I took the photo prior to discovering it in the envelope. It was sweet of her to remember me on Mother’s Day. We share four grandchildren.
And the Best Mom figurine? A treasured gift from years ago. ❤️
The items set up just above my kitchen sink.
Such delicate and colorful flowers in the flowerpot
In the ongoing effort of cleaning up the third floor earlier this week, I found a stash of postcards and greeting cards, some handmade by my kids, written or scribbled upon and saved. Saved by me cause I couldn’t bear to pitch them. Even a dot matrix computer printer card, made by the kids for me. A folded page of Murphy the Airedale’s inky footprints before any of the grandkids arrived and then I found a card with the addition of “baby” when Anna was expected.
Numerous photographs, too.
Happy Mother’s Day greetings, a partial collection.
Me as a young mother of 3 in 1983Me with the kids on way back to Germany in 1985 at Christmas after Aunt Bobbie’s wedding in Kansas City.
My mother as a grandmother holding Mark in 1977, Fort Knox, KY
This pretty bouquet traveled from Pittsburgh to Ohio in the car. A friend brought it to my doorstep the other day. I’ve been thinking about her a lot this weekend.
Since I was going visiting family, I couldn’t leave the flowers in Pittsburgh. They were so colorful.
Sunday afternoon, I put them on Laura’s front porch to photograph their beauty.
I thought how much my mom would have enjoyed them.
Grateful for those who have gone on before and all those here on earth with us now.
Thanks M.A.
“Mother’s Day is a celebration honoring the mother of the family, as well as motherhood, maternal bonds, and the influence of mothers in society.” Wikipedia
My grandmother and grandfather and my mother held by her grandfather on the right
with my mother’s grandmother and great-grandmother seated- Durand Illinois- my mother born in 1912
Marian Van Sickle in the middle with her brothers on either side John(l) and Robert(r) with parents Judd and Charlotte Van Sickle
My brother David and sister Mary and me in our mother’s arms Montclair NJ 1952
Me in Germany 1983 with Laura (’83) Mark (’76) and Matthew(’80)
On the left, Laura (and James) expecting first baby and Mark (back right) with his family- Erika, Anna, Michael, John Patrick (Jack) and Maura and my sister in the middle back and Erika with her mother and father and aunts and cousins and Henry in the front.
Blogging from my iphone.
Laura was cooking lunch.
My son-in- law James just took this in their kitchen.
Had coffee with my son Mark this morning.
In town for Michael’s First Holy Communion yesterday.
Photos to follow later tonight
Thinking how nice it feels to be with those you love. And who love you
Pattern. This week I actually took a few photos to respond to the weekly challenge instead of sifting through the archives.
It was a wonderful Mother’s Day with an unexpected trip to meet the family at The Wilds in Cumberland OH but stay tuned for that post. No time for uploading tonight. Using the iPhone camera tonight, looking around the kitchen for patterns. Came upstairs and saw the afghan on the bed. Impromptu pattern photos.
Traffic pattern- coming back from The Wilds we were totally stopped on Interstate 70 around Zanesville.
China pattern. I used to like the idea of mismatched china. Service for 12 in twelve different patterns. It was an idea.
Silver Pattern. My grandmother’s Moonglow and some random pattern in my drawer. Used to be you would select a silver pattern when you were getting married. Lots of couples choose stainless these days.
Knitting, Sewing and Smocking Patterns from yesteryear- another life. I used to do all these things when the kids were small. I still knit.
Knitting Smocking and Sewing Patterns
Pattern in Nature
A Chevron pattern– the crocheted afghan that a coworker’s mother made for my mother. I call it the Good and Plenty afghan.
Pattern in the lid of the jam, sitting on the kitchen table
You can see some wonderful pattern in fellow blogger’s posts for the challenge this week
Just added this gorgeous panorama photographed by Instructional Team Leader for the Fine Arts Department -Michael Dean.
The Pittsburgh Carrick High School student Art Show is hung and waiting for the Monday opening reception at 5:30.
Anyone who works in this magnificent building will get a sneak peek during the day. There were ten of us working most of the day Saturday to hang the art and place the tags by each piece.
Awards ceremony is Monday evening at 6:30 PM. Sponsored by CITIPARKS!
How about those Tiffany columns? The marble, the windows, the painted ceiling? And all the student artwork? Wow!
I can’t wait for the students to see their artwork on display in such a wonderful setting.
There will be refreshments at the reception.
Everything looks great!
You have to see it in person to get the full experience.
If you are in the city, please come see the amazing student artwork.
(Parking downtown gets cheap after 5)
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P.S.
Remembering our mothers every day of the year
Grafenwoehr Germany. Under the kitchen sink! One of my favorite photos of Mark, Matthew and Laura. Everyone laughing, having a good time. (Mark’s own children are about their ages now).How they decided to get in the cupboard I don’t know but looking at this picture always makes me happy. Scanner not working so photographed the photo.
Looks like an oven rack or a cooling rack in Matthew's hands. Laughing under the sink.
Me with the kids on way back to Germany in 1985 at Christmas after Aunt Bobbie’s wedding in Kansas City.
Grateful to be a daughter, sister, mother and grandmother, every day of the year.
