Special things
Looking around (without success) for something not too challenging to draw this afternoon, I was reminded again of how we surround ourselves with special things. Things that have memories.
And those of us that have downsized and consolidated our possessions have often gone through the simple screen of "do I use this? do I love it? does it make me happy?"
This old clock came from my paternal grandparents' mantel -- they wound it up every week, so it continued to chime on the hour. We did that for years, but tired of the chiming, so it's been decorative ever since. It made it through the screening test with flying colors.
It stood on the fireplace mantel in our Piedmont house, but absent a fireplace here in the mountains, it now sits on a vintage heart pine table near the couch in the living room. Perfect.
The clock itself isn't "antique", it was made in the 40's, if I'm remembering right, so was "new" when my grandparents bought it. Perhaps that's getting towards vintage status now.
Regardless, it's lovely and a favorite of mine, even if we're not using it to keep time anymore.
And those of us that have downsized and consolidated our possessions have often gone through the simple screen of "do I use this? do I love it? does it make me happy?"This old clock came from my paternal grandparents' mantel -- they wound it up every week, so it continued to chime on the hour. We did that for years, but tired of the chiming, so it's been decorative ever since. It made it through the screening test with flying colors.
It stood on the fireplace mantel in our Piedmont house, but absent a fireplace here in the mountains, it now sits on a vintage heart pine table near the couch in the living room. Perfect.
The clock itself isn't "antique", it was made in the 40's, if I'm remembering right, so was "new" when my grandparents bought it. Perhaps that's getting towards vintage status now.
Regardless, it's lovely and a favorite of mine, even if we're not using it to keep time anymore.
In my grandparent's house there was a similar clock on the mantle above the fireplace. My grandfather lovingly wound that clock every night. I can still hear the sound made by the key winding the springs. It had a pendulum that made a light but constant tick tock sound. I would have kept it if I had been given a choice.
ReplyDeleteThese things make perfect memories, whether they’re still current or in the past, I think. My grandparents also had a wooden duck decoy and a wonderful cedar blanket chest that my dad’s wife kept — I would have loved to have both of them, too, although I’m glad she treasured them.
DeleteI wish we had more items from our parents and grandparents. We have a few chairs, not much more.
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