Wednesday, July 14, 2010
I recently took the time to really look at my mom’s china, I grew up with most of it and loved and cherished it then, but memories fade. Looking at them again made me feel like a was a child again, all the memories of growing up are intermingled with these dishes and home. These Franciscan Ivy dishes were our “special” dishes and were used for company, on Sabbath and for celebrations like graduations, Christmas you know..
Hoping some day they will be mine.
The hand painted plates below were in my father’s family, they are very precious heirlooms and I hope they too will find their way into my cabinet someday.
I think the green is my favorite, I love the wild roses and the way the stems and spent blooms are included.
I believe that these were either hand painted my my aunt or grandmother, can’t remember which.
So the cabinet below reveals random plates that mom has collected through the years and now I know where I get my plate obsession from. Oh dear.
This is another hand painted piece from my father’s family collection. Exquisite don’t you think?
This is hand cut piece of crystal, very heavy, I think it is a sugar dish resting in a small bowl.
Mom has a few more dishes packed away, including some pink depression glass and beautiful china, that she has acquired since I left home, did not get pictures this trip, but will next time.
Come on over the Between Naps on the Porch for some great tablescapes.