Gifts. That’s the subject of today’s post. The first, a gift that came in the mail and the other, a gift that came through a stranger’s words.
First, the mail. My longtime blogging friend Mary of A Breath of Fresh Air sent me a package that arrived yesterday. Mary was born in England, grew up in Devon, and eventually married an American. She’s lived in the States for many years. She’s a world traveler, her home is beautiful and, most importantly, she’s a beautiful person.
This is what I unwrapped. It’s a beautiful vintage egg cup from Devon – Torquay/Devon Motto Ware. Gorgeous. Heavy. Would you like to see the motto?
Love it. Fresh eggs! This is so, so charming.
Mary went back to Devon recently and brought home some pieces of vintage pottery. And she decided I should have this piece. I’m so honored.
The mark shows a ship on the sea. The name of the pottery is obscured, but according to my research, it might be Dartmouth Pottery Devon.
Also included in the package:
Lovely crochet, isn’t it?
It’s an egg cozy! Isn’t that wonderful? After all, we have to keep that egg warm until it’s ready to eat.
Thank you, dear Mary. Her note said she hoped the gift would bring a smile. It sure did. I am blessed.
Gift Two. Meredith and I have been trying to get in contact with the financial company that handles my Dad’s stock investments. We found a business card on his desk and Meredith left several messages. No return call. So I volunteered to go online and find an email address and I wrote to them. We probably had the wrong phone number or something, because I received a response right away from the gentleman who had handled Dad’s account. He expressed his sympathy on Dad’s passing and I passed on Meredith’s phone number. We emailed back and forth a few times, but the gift came in the final email.
I had written about the suddenness of Dad’s illness and death and that Meredith and I had held his hands as he passed away.
He wrote this: “Gordon went from holding your hands to holding Shirley’s in a blink.”
That was such a gift to me. I called Meredith and read it to her and we both were struck by the beauty and profound truth expressed in those words. I find it enormously comforting.
From a man I’ve never met, words that I will hold close to my heart. A gift.
I’ve just listed this scarf in the Etsy Shop. It’s the Obsession Scarf in Summer Sky Heather. I crocheted it in Cascade Yarns 220 Superwash Wool. It is the softest wool and completely machine washable. There is a link to my Etsy shop on my sidebar – some of you have asked for it. I’ll also link to it here.
I was tempted to keep this one! I really love it. Hope you do, too.
Gosh darn it! I just lost out on the Snow White egg cup for the second time! I almost had it. Very, very disappointing.
I cannot close without saying my heart is with Paris today. Words are inadequate in the face of such horrific and despicable actions.
Heartsick.
Happy Saturday.
The egg cup is lovely (the vintage pottery is a great find) but the little egg cozy just made me so happy to see. Adorable! What comforting words. A true gift. Wishing you a wonderful day my friend. My heart is hurting for Paris and the world as this violence hits us all.
hugs,
Linda
It is a terrible thing, Linda. xo
Lovely egg cup and lovely words. I am sure you will cherish both for many years.
I know the crochet looks lovely as an egg cozy but I think it is actually a crocheted coaster. It fits on the bottom of a glass to collect the moisture. I have about ten sets of these.
Well, I’m going with Mary, who bought it at an antique shop and is an Englishwoman who knows her egg cups and egg cozies! Besides, it would have to be a very, very tiny glass! And she did give it to me as a gift for my egg cups. xo
Oh Claudia. I ‘m so sorry. I had no idea she had told you it was an egg cozy. I just thought you were using it as such. I was just telling you what I have. I have them in different designs and they have always been listed as coasters.
Don’t worry, Pam! Nothing to feel sorry about, my friend.
Sweetest little egg cup and cozy….. who knew that my egg needed to be cozy!!
And those are the sweetest words anyone could say about your Dad. I’m sure they brought both of you much comfort.
The madness continues. We strongly proclaim we WILL bury ISIS. We can bomb and shoot and capture those who call themselves ISIS….but how do you bury the ideology that is ISIS? I think that is the real struggle that lies ahead.
I know. The ideology is something that can’t be bombed or shot at. Very, very troubling.
Eggs and tea need to be cozy, I guess. Me, too. I wonder what/who else?
Two wonderful gifts from two thoughtful people. To be treasured.
We are appalled by the news from Paris and very worried about friends living there.
Much treasured gifts, for sure.
I hope you hear good news from your friends very, very soon, Barbara.
Beautiful cozy…more truthful words could not have been said! Comforting indeed. ;)
Such an unexpected gift, Donnamae!
Your dad’s financial advisor sounds like someone who really knows what the important things are. And that he knew your Dad fairly well. A beautiful and soothing comment – one you’ll never forget. You know, of course, that he’s 100% correct too.
A raw, cold gray rain is drizzling down here. Been watching MSNBC all morning, following the news about Paris. And trying not to feel completely disheartened about the state of the world – a super tough project right now. ? ??
Almost impossible at this moment, Janet.
You get the cutest gifts Claudia…I truly believe what that nice man said to you…and what a joyful reunion they must have had…Your scarves are so pretty..
Thank you, Nancy. I’m making a scarf in blues and greens at the moment and it’s awfully pretty!
When my dad died, someone I barely knew left the kindest and most meaningful expression of condolence on my fb page and I have never forgotten it. He told me that my dad’s virtues and love lived on in me. I know that after all is lived, it is love that survives, and as long as we have love for one another, we never truly die. Some people have a gift for expressing such things and you found such a person in the financial advisor. He did give you a gift, and just when you needed it.
Thank you, Dana.