
It's a family joke that I go shopping in my grandmother's attic, but it's true. Anytime that she wants to throw something out, I am right there to scavenge it. The guestroom in my house is furnished with her cast-offs - a 1930's rocking chair, a chunky framed wooden mirror, a wooden trunk with a lovely patina, and a very beautiful quilt that she made which is covering the end of the bed. I think that it's my favorite room in the whole house.
4 comments:
I so envy you! Must be great to have such a grandmother, with such an attic!
oh how beautiful! and its so nice to get stuff from family where you can pass it down, ya know?! it has way more meaning and a knowing history... my gramma's attic is creepy... she used to have a doll by the window and it was huge and just talking tina style... i wanted later on but she was literally falling apart... haha
How lovely! I collect tea cups too--all different and beautiful. I can never decide which is my favorite. My mother inherited my grandmother's collection; I remember picking out "my" tea cup each morning at my grandmother's house and drinking my milk with my pinky sticking out. So now I collect them and have tea parties with my own little girls. Thanks for the memory!
I wish my Grammie had awesome stuff like this that I could scavenge! What a great collection, chipped or not.
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