Are you moved when thinking of those that have lived in bygone days?
The other day I bought a crock and as I washed it I wondered what kind of mother had it before me – originally. I pictured her as a wizened mother who worked very hard for her family. I think that’s one reason I love antiques so much. I love thinking they were part of someone’s history, their life, their everyday. Each piece, if it could talk, would have a story to tell.
I found this cracked crock and placed inside it my small collection of rolling pins.
A friend gave me the flowers for my birthday and I placed the pot inside a little bucket I purchased years ago at an antique store.
Another thing I’m loving about this little arrangement is the mix of austere, color and finery. The rolling pins and crock while beautiful to me are austere looking, the flowers give color and the cake dome brings a bit of softness to the whole display.
Yes, I’m sure I’m breaking the rules on this photo by not having it picture perfect. I had made Apple Cupcakes with a Buttercream frosting but they were all eaten except for these two before I got a picture. I guess it’s real life, right? We live in our homes and everything isn’t always ready for the camera. I hope you don’t mind too much either.