Wednesday, August 14, 2013

A wonderful gift and a Great solutions as to where to put them.

  The other day a friend showed up at the shop and he  had 2 big boxes." I said what's got Doug?" And he said., "a present." Seems like Doug and I have been friends most of out lives. I used to baby sit with his mother. She was a perfect lady. She lived with Doug and when he had to be gone  at night, and I was free, I would go set with Stella Bea. She loved to needlepoint, but she had trouble treading her needles. I would tread up dozens while I was with her, so she didn't have to do it. Well , Ms. Stella passed a few years back. I think Doug is getting ready to sell his house  and down size. He said these were my mothers, I think she would want you to have them. In the boxes were dozens of wonderful old press glass water goblets.They have the most amazing soft pastel colors. There are several patterns and some repeats. I loved them and of course I wanted them. They sat on the kitchen island for a few days. I just didn't know what to do with them. I could just put them in the dish pantry and get them out and use them once in awhile. But, I wanted to show them off and tell every one they were a gift from my friend Stella. Stella was and antique collector. Her house was full, kinda like mine is. She loved
pretty things and these glasses were one of her many collections,

   I love shelves. They hold a lot and can be put almost anywhere. These glasses look so pretty with the light is coming through them. I thought, what about a window. The kitchen window won. After a few measurement and a trip to the lumber yard, I built this shadow box shelf. Well the lumber yard made the cuts, I just nailed it together. But, that is saying a lot as I have no carpenter skills. I had planned to paint it white like the kitchen woodwork. I even bought a paint brush. Well I am very impatient, so I thought I would set it in the window and just see how the glasses looked on it. Maybe I'll paint it someday, but for now, it's just fine. My sister would say," more dusting".". She is right. I would say, "what's a little dust among friends."

    I wish you could come and see my newest collection. Stella Bea would love that you saw them. I will always leave the lights on and Sissy will always meet you at the door with a jump and a kiss. I could even take your favorite glass out of the window and make you a glass of sweet tea. We could set on the porch and admire the others as the sun shines through them. I am sure they would make ytou smile.