Mockingbird Hill Cottage

Mockingbird Hill Cottage

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-Six

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Well, I’m all thrown off by the time change. When I woke up this morning and checked the time on the cable box in the bedroom, I thought, “Wow, I really slept in!” I carried that thought with me as I came downstairs and then Don reminded me it was actually only 7:15. Nevertheless, the time says it’s much later and I have a deadline for this post.

So it will be brief.

It’s sunny today but we’re due for more wind this afternoon and evening.

I’m just about to finish A Chelsea Concerto  and put it aside to write this post, so I’ll be going back to it shortly.

I finished the puzzle:

This was the hardest one yet. So many dark colors; dark blues, grays, purples, and black, so it was often hard to figure out what went where. Early in the afternoon, I finally hit that place where everything seems to magically go in place. Finally! This is entitled: Monday at the Met, Monday being the traditional day the museum is closed. So you see the subjects of paintings, having exited their respective canvases, eating ice cream, and listening with headphones to a music player of some sort – this is circa 2001, so I’m not sure what was the rage at the moment. It’s awfully fun, this cover. The artist is Edward Sorel.

The next one is quite different and I’ll start in on it today.

Stay safe.

Happy Sunday.

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.

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