We have had a string
of unseasonably hot days....
the means simplicity rules...
the mantle in the front parlor
is a perfect example of this...
bare but for a small bouquet of roses,
in a special vase..
when what you have is meaningful,
you need little,
to make your self happy...
the vase sits on a large vintage mirror...
the reflection is spotty and hazy...
I can get lost in its reflections,
like stepping into a dream word...
visions in a crystal ball...
this vase,
(which is actually a perfume bottle, repurposed)
is the special part...
my Mother recently gifted it to me,
it had belonged to her mother...
a treasure...
I am curious if anyone
out there knows,
what this glassware is called...
it is hobnail...
and like milk glass,
but with this fabulous transparency...
I am smitten.
Thanks So Much for Your Visit....
