Tuesday, June 12, 2012


What a week it's been. Three of us - one after another - have been under the weather in the worst way. I hope the fourth person in our household dodges the bullet. Yesterday when Cal was home, sleeping and reading in my bed he idly wondered if others have a bed as special as this one; said that he couldn't imagine one nicer. We must be really lucky to have it, said he. Whenever I remember my grandmother Louise, more often than not I also think of the swivel chair that was in her bedroom, and the back door with its sunbeam-shaped windows. I wonder what pieces of home they'll carry with them throughout their life.


Denise | Chez Danisse said...

It is so interesting, those pieces we all choose to carry. My father sold some pieces that I was very sad to see go. He was surprised they were so special to me.

Sammi said...

I hope everyone is feeling better- I am taking this opportunity to catch up on blogs because I have been sent home from work 'sick' with hayfever!! Though, it is pretty bad at the moment and I am sneezing every minute or so!

In my family home we have chesterfield sofa's, my parents bought by putting them on the mortgage of the house 25 years ago. They are now a lighter colour than when I was growing up, but they will be in my head forever.