I've been rearranging. No, not furniture. You'll pretty much find in exactly the same spot it's always been unless there's a compelling reason to move it. What I'm shuffling around in this case is some glassware and assorted keepsakes displayed in an odd corner of our living room.
We brought home a few things I picked from Wayne's mom's china cabinet that I wanted to add to these glass shelves. I'm really not much of an antique collector but I do treasure the old family things when I know the connection. Or sometimes it's just a pretty piece of glassware that I think will look good with what's already there, some of which came from my side of the family. This area isn't quite complete yet. There's an old pair of wire-rimmed glasses that need a stand and an antique pocket watch in the same boat.
There's a second grouping too although I'm not sure all of this is going to stay here. If you needed a lesson on the cool color of natural light (with just the light directly over the shelves on) vs. the warm color of artificial light (i.e., lights in the room after dark), these two photos would be good examples. But back to the keepsakes.
We didn't have a formal system for dividing up the items in the china cabinet among the four children; we just kinda did it. In 2010 I had taken everything out of this cabinet and washed it just days before Pansy had her heart attack and as I did so, she told about first one piece and then another. If I knew then what was going to happen, I would have been making notes but, of course, life doesn't work that way. So I relayed what I remembered and the boys threw in some things they knew about the items too. We loosely took turns picking things we wanted or were special to us.
The day I was cleaning Pansy had told me a very detailed story about the china cup and saucer in the bottom photo. It had been her mother's, she said, and each place setting was a different flower. She went on for some time about how beautiful the table looked when set with this mixture of colors and blooms...a giant bouquet, if you will. Upon Grandma Blaine's death, the dishes had been divided and Pansy had chosen this pink daisy-like pattern because it reminded her of her mother.
I didn't remember all the stories for all the items in the cabinet but I remember that one and after sharing it with everyone, I asked if I could have the cup and saucer as I didn't have anything that belonged to Grandma Blaine. No one objected and it was soon wrapped and packed away in our box of Kansas treasures.
Part of the rearranging process was to wash and polish everything, old and new. That's the one drawback about these shelves...they are open. Things sure look pretty on them, however, when the light reflects on the glass.
As I turned the cup and saucer over, I noticed some writing on the bottom of the saucer.
From: Your Friend Lil_ (either Lila or Lily, it's not clear)
I had to laugh; the china wasn't Grandma Blaine's at all. My sweet mother-in-law suffered with some memory issues in the last years of her life, although she was never diagnosed with Alzheimer's or any other memory-related disease. But she usually just forgot things, not made things up. Wayne doesn't remember any set of flowered dishes at his grandmother's house so I'm not sure where her detailed story came from. Perhaps her friend Lila or Lily had such a set and she was simply confused about whose dishes they were.
Yes, I may revise the grouping on the counter but the cup and saucer is going to stay. I smile every time I look at them as I know Pansy is up in heaven chuckling over her memory lapse too. I still don't have anything from Grandma Blaine but that's OK. The cup and saucer, and my mother-in-law's story that go with them, are a keepsake just the same.