in the fall that comes within a month or ten
of the coming holiday, the Gardener says, "Let's leave it up for the next event."
Usually I want it back to normal, even insisting I will do it myself.
I'm so visual, I like the smaller size in place.
But this year I'm a little tired. Probably still recovering from the new knee, and now a
very stubborn virus…so stubborn I want to take my fists and just beat it to death.
So the table stays stretched to its max, patiently awaiting the turkey and fix in's.
Grandson wanted to play with the painted skewers and that started me telling
him about the game we all loved as kids--his dad included--Pick-Up Sticks.
We tried to play but needed points at both ends of the sticks.
Amazon to the rescue!
A cute little box arrived. But the sticks are only maybe 7 inches.
If you ever get the privilege of going back to your childhood home,
or your grandmother's house, you may think it seems awfully small from
what you remember when you were a smaller size.
Could it be the same with the pick-up sticks?
That I was small so the sticks seemed longer?
I've already gathered contradictory opinions on this.
But I did get the G. to play a game with me for old time's sake.
This sale on small trees caught my eye. This still needs fluffing and I forgot
to put the bottom piece on the urn.
But is very pretty and pre-lit and so simple.
But will we miss our big tree this year?
Time will tell.
They are meant for porches. Covered porches, I assume.
resale shop, Magpie's,
that only opens occasionally, I noticed these big and small dishes glued
together, I assume, and hung on the wall.
A novelty I'd say, and my guess is more than one of you have
more than one of these dishes at your house. I do.
And that's the large and the small of it.
Joining Monday Mosaics.