My photographer/daughter Jill and I gathered items from around my home and placed them on a small trunk -- a $15 yard sale find.*
We added items, took others away, moved things around -- laughing with and at each other. Finally it all came together.
See the Avon perfume bottle at the left? I've had that since I was a teen. The photo behind the perfume bottle is actually a box. All the note cards that came with it are gone, but I keep the box on a bookshelf.
A distant cousin gave me the clay jar. He found it and several others buried near a creek on his southern Ohio farm. He believes they were made by our ancestors.
The jewelry box was a going-away present from a co-worker when I left my last job. The pearls came from my husband.
The faded photo in the right corner is of my parents at a very young age -- that's newborn me cradled in my daddy's arm. The unusual frame was a Christmas gift from a dear friend.
Look closely and you'll see a pair of brown cowboy boots perched on top of a stack of books (including McGuffy Readers I've had since childhood). My middle grandson Jedidiah wore these boots, and I fell in love with them not just because he wore them but also because of the little tractor embossed on the ankle of each one. It was a happy day when my son-in-law gave them to me.
Ah, my lovely hat, the same one I'm wearing in the header photos. My friend Joy (seen with Carol Anne and me in the header photo on the right) gave me this hat at Christmas to celebrate my novel. (The photo of the three of us was taken at my book party this past March.)
Then there's that beautiful sign. It actually says "Minivers of London" and was created by my talented friend Mandy. Readers of Where Treasure Hides will recognize Minivers as the name of the tea shoppe where Alison and Ian ate cherry scones . . . and fell in love. (Sigh!)
These are just a few of my favorite things. If you'd like to share photos of a few of yours, please send me an email at johnnie dot donley at ymail dot com. I'd love to put them on my blog.
*(Okay, Jill found the trunk, not me, but it's in my writing room, and she's not getting it back.)