{"id":907,"date":"2012-08-04T19:21:16","date_gmt":"2012-08-04T23:21:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/?p=907"},"modified":"2012-08-04T19:21:16","modified_gmt":"2012-08-04T23:21:16","slug":"my-home-of-gifts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/2012\/08\/04\/my-home-of-gifts\/","title":{"rendered":"My Home of Gifts"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>I don&#8217;t want to own anything until I know I&#8217;ve found the place where me and things belong together. I&#8217;m not quite sure where that is just yet. But I know what it&#8217;s like&#8230;. It&#8217;s like Tiffany&#8217;s&#8230;.Holly Golightly, Breakfast at Tiffany\u2019s<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I think I\u2019ve found the place.\u00a0 Me and my things do belong together because almost all of them have come from someone, or someplace or some something with a story.\u00a0 Walk around my home and there is the gift of art from MJ, there is the pottery from Chatham Pottery, the photographs from several different artists, including me.\u00a0 There is pre-war Noritake that I use every day from Grandmamma, there is crystal from my sister, and there are books from everyone.\u00a0 There is my Grandmother\u2019s kitchen table that serves in my office as my inspiration of all things family.<\/p>\n<p>And there are the spoons.\u00a0 Hundreds of them from all over the world, all over the United States and literally from almost everyone I know.\u00a0 Each displayed with care in the most beautiful cabinets and lining my dining room.\u00a0 My collection was started by our dear friend Jeanette over thirty years ago.\u00a0 She has a cabinet all her own that contains spoons from her mother\u2019s house in Danbury CT.\u00a0 They are antiques, they are chachkias, they are very expensive and some cost a mere fifty cents at an estate sale.\u00a0 Each of them has an amazing story and each of them is quite unique.<\/p>\n<p>Most recent addition is from my friend Justin.\u00a0 It is a wind chime made with antique spoons and forks by his father.\u00a0 As I understand it his father made them for members of the family and gave them sparingly.\u00a0 How wonderful that I have this precious gift.\u00a0 I\u2019m sure I couldn\u2019t have expressed my gratitude and joy to have this addition to my collection sufficiently to Justin, I was that blown away by the thoughtfulness and perfection of it.\u00a0\u00a0 The thing that prompted Justin to gift this to me was the Mother\u2019s Daughter Lunch picture taken in my dining room.\u00a0 I just love that.\u00a0 If I didn\u2019t say it with enough conviction before, thank you my friend for this wonderful gift from your family.\u00a0 You can\u2019t know how happy that makes me.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/spoon-chimes.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-medium wp-image-908\" title=\"spoon chimes\" src=\"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/spoon-chimes-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/spoon-chimes-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/spoon-chimes-400x300.jpg 400w, https:\/\/www.ordinarylegacy.com\/word\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/08\/spoon-chimes.jpg 800w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I don&#8217;t want to own anything until I know I&#8217;ve found the place where me and things belong together. 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