Every year the month of August brings back special memories of my childhood and time spent visiting Grandma's farm.
I loved playing under the great weeping willow tree in her yard and the arbors covered in climbing blooming vines. It felt like such a magical place and I would spend countless hours there breathing in the heavenly fragrance and sharing secrets with my dolls.
Yesterday as I shopped for antiques with my daughter, I found this pretty piece of teal and white transfer ware that reminded me of those days at Grandma's house.
Her china cabinet was filled with treasures like this that were off limits to everyone but Grandma.
I'm not sure what happened to all of those special treasures that belonged to my Grandmother, but when I see something that reminds me of those days I bring it home and relive those wonderful days from so long ago.
To me, Grandma's house was the original Shabby Chic Decor, even though it wasn't labeled as such back then. It gives me such a feeling of comfort.
karen
