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Day Three Hundred Sixty-Seven

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Wind, wind, wind. It has finally stopped, leaving us with much colder temperatures. It’s 24 degrees as I write this and the high will be 36. The same holds true for tomorrow and then it will start to get warmer. But it’s sunny!

It’s the Ides of March today.

A word about A Chelsea Concerto, which I finished yesterday. If you’re at all interested in WWII history, I strongly recommend this book. It’s beautifully written, helped by the artist author’s attention to detail. It’s also heartbreaking and heartwarming at the same time. It was originally published in 1959, the same year that the author died from cancer – far too young. It’s been out of print for years, and Dean Street Press just reissued it last month. That’s how new this copy is. I spent a lot of time talking to Don about it and it lingered with me all day yesterday and into today. This isn’t a review – I just recommend it highly. It’s important to remember.

I started a new puzzle yesterday, this one a New Yorker  cover from the 30s depicting a seaside village. Much brighter colors!

More egg cups. Among them, my other Snow White (I have two). Some of my favorites are here: bunnies holding up egg cups, living in egg cups, painting egg cups. A bear pulling an egg cup. Little dogs and little boys. Chicks. Bluebirds from Germany. Lustre ware. Groundhogs in the Alps. Funny faces and a wooden girl wearing a knit cap.

And my tiny silver egg cup from Paris. I’ve since polished it because it was tarnished. The blue and white cup at the top is ironstone and very old. And the egg next to it was a gift from my mom, who, as soon as she learned I was collecting them, enthusiastically looked for egg cups wherever she went. I miss her.

Stay safe.

Happy Monday.

 

 

 

Day Three Hundred Sixty-Five

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A year.

There’s not much to say about the year as I’ve been talking about it every day, all year long. I’m glad we made it through. We will continue to try to handle it with grace and cheer. At times, that’s not so easy, but most of the time it is.

Knowing that we’re all being vaccinated, or will soon be vaccinated, certainly helps.

And spring being just around the corner helps, too.

Bless you all.

Spring, Easter, egg cups. Here are a few of my wee little treasures. The one on the left, third row down, was given to me by my godparents when I was a child.

They’re all dear to me, but the vintage Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs set was gathered one by one over the course of several years. A true prize. There was a time when these cups went for hundreds of dollars each – I remember it, as they were still very pricey when I first started collecting egg cups. My friend Nels has the entire set and he paid much more than I did.

I still watch for them on eBay, mostly out of curiosity. Just the other day a Sneezy came up for auction.

And now that I’ve written this I will be, like clockwork, checking out the egg cups for sale on eBay. I don’t buy them all that often these days, but I do pick one up now and then. Vintage, of course. Figurals, which are my favorites and the reason I started collecting, are still out there but not in the range they once were. Some of my favorites, found when I first started collecting in 2002, are rarely seen these days.

I’ll share more of my babies over the next two weeks.

Sunny today but colder. We had very high winds all night long and they left me feeling edgy as the winds pounded the house outside our bedroom. More are due tomorrow. I wish they’d just stop – we’ve had a lot of high winds over the past year or so.

Just about to finish A Chelsea Concerto. I must say it’s been a riveting read but I’ll be glad to have a break from the Blitz. I think a mystery will be next; I need the change of pace.

Stay safe.

Happy Saturday.

Day Three Hundred Forty-Eight

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A little corner in the cottage – this is in the den. On the shelves: books, of course, a vintage lint brush, Scout’s paw print, and a little gem from Vintage by Crystal. Some egg cups are on their own set of shelves – most of these won’t fit in the cubbies, they’re either too tall or too wide. And a little duck family I found in a shop long ago.

It’s supposed to reach 47 degrees today. The melt will begin. I have no idea how long it will take to melt the 30 inches of snow we have on the ground, of course, but I’m ready for it to go.

We watched Supernova  last night. It’s a new movie starring Colin Firth and Stanley Tucci, about a couple dealing with Alzheimer’s. We rented it on Amazon Prime. Simply beautiful. Firth and Tucci are, as always, excellent. I don’t want to give away the plot, but Don and I spent a good deal of time talking about it afterward. It is very, very powerful.

We’ve seen Nomadland, The Dig, and Supernova in the past week – all of them excellent.

A book delivery yesterday – I’ve been wanting to read Underland  for over a year. I just heard about London Fog  (nonfiction) and it’s time to start reading some vintage British mysteries in the form of Edmund Crispin. Come to think of it, I think I read one of his books long, long ago, but I don’t remember it. My TBR pile is getting taller.

Other than that, we’re tired of isolating, tired of not being able to eat at a diner, tired of not being able to go to a bookstore in person, or to wander through an antique shop. Zoom and FaceTime are invaluable, but it’s not the same as seeing someone in person, is it? I’d like to be able to smile at people I see in a store or on a street without the smile being hidden by a mask. We’re in a temporary funk and we’ll come out of it. But this winter has been long and the pandemic has been even longer.

Ah well. I’m resting my back today, so I’ll be reading. But it’s sure hard for me to stay out of trouble. I like to do things and a surprising number of those things involve my back. So I have promised Don I will be a good girl today.

I just heard that my dear colleague, the stage manager of Anastasia, lost her husband to COVID yesterday. I can’t imagine her pain. I’ve worked with her on two Broadway shows and she is the most wonderful person. My heart breaks for her. And for her daughter.

Update: We have appointments on April 9th! It’s about an hour and a half away from us, but they’re back to back appointments and it’s worth it. We’ll call it Vaccine Day!

Stay safe.

Happy Wednesday.

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