This is my kitchen window, this is what I see when I look out whilst I cook. We are on the fifth floor and it's Parisesque in that all I see are rooftops... I do feel blessed... I also miss the greenery most people look at whilst in their kitchens. I do miss seeing trees and gardens when I look out. I really only see the tops of the trees but gladly (it was a HUGE fear for me) I can still hear the birds in the morning!!
This portrait used to hang in our loungeroom back in the old country. I am two years old and I don't think I like having my photo taken. I am flanked by my older sibblings. Our clothes and my "dainty" ribbon are painted on as is the background, can't you tell???? I guess it was the latest and greatest of the photography world back then. The picture was left with my grandmother when we journied to Australia in 1971 and when I married and went back in 1986 for my honeymoon, my dear grandmother bestowed it upon me. She did however refused to part with the other picture in her safekeeping, a portrait of my parents in their prime. Memories are to be treasured... Vida x x x
P.S. though I hope everyone who sees my blog enjoys it, it is primarily a journey for myself and a reminder for my daughters. It may be an insight into their mother that they otherwise would not have had. I want to give them that... V x
4 comments:
I love the little vignette you've created in your window, Vida. I also think it's so nice you've started this blog, as you said, by way of giving your daughters more insight into their Mom. A wonderful Mom, you are!
Sweet CJ, you are just heavenly to read!!! You have me in tears. You are so kind, thank you... V x
That's an adorable photo and a lovely vignette.
Tara, thanks, I feel like I am open book sometimes... V x
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