I've always succumbed to the whispers of choice fancies........calling out to me, admiring their beauty and quality, imagining where they may have been before, and reclaiming them for this time.......finding inspiring ways to use them.
My first recollections started as a child, spending a week during Summer Holiday at my Nina's home in the country. My sister Suzie and I would go together. Our Grandmother, Mabel Estelle, was an armchair traveler, reading of many places and sharing her stories with us......which made for a most enchanting visit. She collected jewelry, hats, fox collars, and shoes, putting them in an old trunk for our discovery and pleasure............after dining at night she and Grand Daddy would retire to the swing on the porch of their 2 story Farmhouse. We would go to the Guest bedroom in all its finery, reserved for us, fixing our hair with the antique comb and…
- Joined March 15, 2012