Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Another shelf tour today.

Since I was feeling lazy, I simply got up from my chair and took a picture of one of the shelves in the china cabinet.

Back row from left to right:

My great-grandmother’s syrup pitcher. It has a pewter lid. It’s simply gorgeous and was always one of my favorite things in my grandmother’s china cabinet. Thanks to Grandma, it’s been well taken care of. I’ll try to pull it out one day and highlight it on a post.

Next to that, a vase in one of my all-time favorite Roseville patterns, Ixia. It comes in yellow as well, but I really love the green. It’s 8 inches tall.

Next: a blue vase in the Freesia pattern. This was one of the first pieces I purchased when prices became much more affordable. You might recall that I did an oil painting of this one.

Next: my heart went pitter-patter when I discovered the Water Lily pattern, especially in this color combination. I distinctly remember a bidding war on this one. It’s gorgeous.

Front row, left to right:

A double bud vase in the Clematis pattern. Stunning.

The little dog is from Germany and it is one of a only a couple of things I have that belonged to my dad’s mother, who died before I was born. I wish I’d had the chance to meet her. I have my cousin Eileen to thank for this.

Next, slightly to the rear, a green flower frog in the Clematis pattern. It was a gift from reader Barbara. I really love it, especially the shape.

In front of that, a window box in the Magnolia pattern. Love, love, love this, especially the color combination.

Next, a miniature Eiffel Tower found at Vignettes in San Diego,

And, drum roll please, the big kahuna and I’ll definitely take a better picture soon, a Columbine vase. It’s 10 inches tall and seems a lot taller than that. It’s photographing darker than it is. I purchased it two years ago on a whim. It’s in perfect condition and the price was very, very low. I remember pulling it out of the box and how shocked I was by the size. I let out a sigh of relief when I discovered it would fit in the cabinet. Ten years ago, this would have been several hundred dollars.

And next to that you can see two of my Susie Cooper demitasse cups. I found them in a local antique shop and couldn’t resist as I’m a big fan of her designs.

It’s Sunday, Father’s Day. These parental holidays are hard for me now so I end up blocking them out of my mind.  We saw a couple of baby bunnies this morning, running right in front of the kitchen door. Don immediately wanted to keep one for a pet. Ummmm….no. We also saw a stunningly beautiful, almost golden-coated, deer standing between our cars.

I didn’t see my little baby groundhog, who stops by for a couple of hours every afternoon. It was raining off and on yesterday so maybe that’s why. The rain didn’t stop the big groundhog who lives under the shed, however. I found him inside one of beds, chewing on a tall weed. I opened the door and said “No!” and he ran off.

Not for the first time, we mentioned our Henry, who was the Gentleman of All Groundhogs. He always dined on grass, which is plentiful. He never went in the gardens. He was polite. He would lie on the shed ramp in the sun. He respected us and we definitely respected him.

Henry, these young whippersnappers could use your guidance.

We miss you.

Stay safe.

Happy Sunday.