Oh, if I could only figure out how to manipulate this template to get the background I want....
At any rate, when I open my apartment door, this is the sight that now greets me. The table and rocking chair were both my grandmother's, and they have been a part of my life as long as I can remember. The chair was too fragile to sit in until a special someone repaired it...and recovered it, so that it's now a part of my household. Many thanks.
At any rate, when I open my apartment door, this is the sight that now greets me. The table and rocking chair were both my grandmother's, and they have been a part of my life as long as I can remember. The chair was too fragile to sit in until a special someone repaired it...and recovered it, so that it's now a part of my household. Many thanks.
2 comments:
What treasures, Laura. I don't so much as have a picture of my own father as a child, much less anything that belonged to my grandparents. What a gift to have your heritage preserved like this. Nice to see your home, too.
What a lovely way to greet yourself at the end of the day! Very nice. It's neat to have those treasures from your grandmother (and a special someone to restore the chair). :)
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