Time Capsule

 It happened again...

I got sucked back into Magpie's Mom's house.

She texts me: "I'm just packing some things up...wanna stop by?"

Next thing I know, I'm sitting on that giant porch, 

heady with visions of playing jacks and sipping lemonade.

We moved some boxes. I wandered the hallways...

And this valise called out my name.

My fingers know exactly how the latches work. 

My Mom had the same one.

I opened it.  We screamed.
I closed it.

It was an almost perfect time capsule from 1952.

There were doll clothes, hand sewn and crocheted.

Tiny booties, a hot water bottle, sweaters...

I pictured a girl, carefully packing these things
as she gets ready to leave her mother's house. 

Starting her big girl life, with all of her little girl things.

Teofilo Olivieri

These paintings caught my eye on the street today.
Not just because they were brilliantly colored...

But it's as though they were in deep dialogue with eachother.

I stepped closer, and guess what??

 Each one is painted on a book cover.

I fell in love!

There were so many... and I was so happy to see them,
that I got a little carried away snapping pics, and the artist yelled at me.

(Hope he forgives me now.)

 Go to his FB page to see more...

Tell him the crazy lady sent you.

xoh

Serene

Elena let me put her Grandma Serene on my blog.

(In exchange for 3 maxipads & the
underwear from my backpack.)

No backsies!

Crack Kitty

Meow.

(even better than a crack plant.)

Happy Father's Day, Hubs