As I found the perfect perch for the birds, moved the bell around from place to place, tossed the ruler in with the remote controls, and scattered the books here and there, I thought about the fun day of shopping I had with Mom, especially the conversations…
How I chattered on about how “I don’t know what it is, but I just love birds.”
(In fact, I can’t think of a better way to wake up in the morning than to the sound of birds chirping outside my window. And when I was a young girl, I used to “call” to the birds in hopes they would answer back.
I vividly remember sitting across the dining table from my Nonna when I told her how I talked to the birds, and we both got teary-eyed…because we’re criers when it comes to stuff like that.)
Worn objects have a story to tell. They can almost seem alive with their sense of the past, especially if they show traces of human intervention.” -Mark and Sally Baily
When I told Mom that I remembered playing with a ruler just like this one,
folding it open and closed over and over again, and she reminded me that the rulers from my childhood memories belonged to my Dad.
The smile in my Mom’s eyes when I shared that the book about Great Britain and Ireland reminded me of my Granny, her mother, who had English (and I think Irish) heritage.
How we agreed that there was just something about this bell.
And that we talked of how decorating with things you love, that have meaning to you,
is the key to personalizing your home decor.
See you in class,