I have an 1888 Noah Webster blue-backed spelling book. It’s fascinating to look through at the illustrations, words, and stories. Times have changed greatly and so have teaching methods, even the words we use. The book has some fables and other short stories. This is one of them: Of the Boy That Stole Apples An […]
May 6, 2019
To All You Priceless Antiques
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To all you priceless antiques out there, congratulations! Do you know your own hidden value? You are beautiful, unique, and I salute you! To all you who have walked a good many miles down the road of life–a lovely, sunny, smooth road in spots and as rocky, dark, and treacherous as it could get in […]
Aug 25, 2018
Thoughts From An Antique Little Girl
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I have an appreciation for the word antique in recent years that I’ve never had before. I looked up antique in the dictionary. It means, in part (only the positive part) “desirable because of its age, beauty, and rarity…” An antique also represents a previous era in human society. I think, although I’m […]
Oct 22, 2017
When Blessings Fall Like Raindrops
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Rain is dropping from dark morning skies and tucking away the fall flowers under a blanket of leaves. Blessings fall like raindrops. So many things for which to be thankful. Now, cooler weather will follow, the weatherman says. It’s interesting that each season is slow to let go, as if delaying saying good-bye for another […]
Jul 30, 2013
Antique Little Girls
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In one corner of my family room, next to the fireplace, I have a cradle, several dolls, a rocking chair, some more dolls, and a table with old-fashioned, out-of-date, never-read-any-more children’s books. Book titles such as The Adventures of Johnny Chuck by Thornton W. Burgess, Raggedy Andy Stories, and Snip, Snap, and Snurr and the Big Farm by Maj Lindman. Never […]
