This little treasure is not a piece of fancy Belleek pottery or anything fancy at all. However it is still special to me. This little vase belonged to my mother, Alberta Joy Gardner Brown. It always sat on the right side of our kitchen windowsill, just over the sink. It was often filled with assorted items like a stray button that was waiting to be sewed back on a shirt or sweater, a paper clip or safety pin. Sometimes my mother would take off her engagement ring and drop it into the vase while she scrubbed a dirty pot.
Now it sits on my kitchen windowsill. I like to fill it with a blossom from my garden and think of my mother and smile.
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It is indeed a sweet vase, and I love how your mom used it.
ReplyDeleteIt's good that you, her daughter, is continuing this tradition.
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