Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Some of My Favorite Things

The air up there in the clouds is very pure and fine, bracing and delicious. And why shouldn't it be? - it is the same the angels breathe.

Mark Twain

I took the above photo yesterday morning while waiting for the bus. It was only 9:15 am, but it sure did look like very early morning or dusk.  It was so dark, but even though the sky may have looked quite ominous, not a drop of rain fell.  
I am really at a loss for words this morning.  Sometimes that happens. When I was playwriting, it was called 'writer's block'.  I guess it's the same thing with blogs. So, I hope you don't mind, but I went a wee bit camera happy. The following are a few more of my favorite things. 
The above candle holder is actually quite old.  I purchased it when we first moved the house where I had my magic garden. I guess that was about 18 years ago.  They are real dried flowers in the bowl.  They stay intact because the bowl is sealed shut. We have moved twice since I bought it.  That was my favorite place to live.  It wasn't much, but it had that garden, and I was able to work magic in it. 
Hubby purchased the jolly little salt and pepper shaker chef for me not too long ago.  He just 'knew I had to have it.'  He is often surprising me with these little special gifts.

I bought the above when we moved into our last apartment.  It didn't have a bathroom window so this little wooden window box planter provided did the trick.  While snapping this photo, I realized it is badly in need of repair.  It could do with a nice little paint job, and that glob in the middle is a piece of the ribbon that was broken off during our move. I'll be sure to show you when it is done. It's actually about 15 years old, so I guess it is time.  And finally....

The above is older than the candle holder, and I actually spent more on this little merry-go-round with its little crystal than I should have, but I had to have it.  I've always been a child at heart and this little gift to myself brought me great joy.  It doesn't play anymore, but I will never part with it.  Partly because of the childhood memories it brings, the magic of a carousel as seen from a child's eyes. 

When I was a child there was an amusement park called Bertrand's Island.  It was a once a week treat for me.  At that time, I 'even' was brave enough to ride the old rickety roller coaster, but there was nothing like riding those horses on the carousel and reaching over to collect those rings.  Carousel music is truly the happiest music in the world.

Happy is he who still loves something he loved in the nursery: He has not been broken in two by time; he is not two men, but one, and he has saved not only his soul but his life.
G.K. Chesterton


  1. I love carousels too Mary and I love yours. It looks like it's perfect for the fae to ride on. I always like looking at some of your fave. things.

  2. Good morning Mary......reading this post this morning brings to mind the wonderful song "raindrops on roses, whiskers on kittens, ......, and warm woolen mittens" of course at my age I can't remember all of the words. LOL LOL I know they will come to me at three in the morning....perhaps I'll email you then with the rest. (O:(O: Isn't it wonderful that we all have our favorite things that bring back such memories.

    I used to travel with a friend who NEVER bought anything home from her travels....I didn't understand it because you are really bring home memories aren't you.



  3. All absolutely wonderful things, Mary! :). And this is a great post. No worries about writer's block here. Your little carousel is magical!

  4. Thanks for sharing what brings you joy and lifts up your heart. :0) (((hugs)))