Heritage

Two heritages.
The left from my Love’s grandmother, who’s luckily still alive but moved to an elderly home. When dividing her goods, the family thought my little wishlist with things I wanted to give a loving new home was a bit odd: an old candy tin, two crooked baskets, a kitschy embroidery, doilies..and this teapot. I could take it all home.

At the right two embroideries from my dearly beloved late grandparents.
I looked at those two a thousand of times when I stayed with them.
Yesterday I noticed the little cockatoo in the birdcage at the right one. I always thought it was a clock or something (when you’re little, everyting’s on a high level and back then I already needed glasses :-)). It made me smile and reminded me of this dancing fellow.

Even though it’s so sad that they’re no longer mounted above my grandparents’ fireplace, it’s so wonderful to have these home as a keepsake of all my sweet memories of them. I can look and think of them everytime I feel like it, and since that’s all that I’ve got left, I’ll cherish that ’till the day that these two become my own heritage.