I have been going through the picture box, getting things in order for scrapping.I haven’t had pictures on the walls since we moved here over 7 years ago. Plaster walls don’t make for happy hanging spaces – and I could never find the ceiling railing that they used in the ’10s and ’20s. So, the walls have been bare. But, I have decided that I’ve missed having my pictures around, so I am coming up with different ways to display them. A plate rack here, an art easel there, and a television center that finally has all the CDs, etc. cleared off the top – replaced with frames filled with loved ones. It feels good to have them back. I’m not done yet, but I’m getting there. I may have to clear off the piano in the front foyer so I can put out some more!
The photos here are special to me. The sepia is a 4 generation photo of my great-great grandfather Hendricks, my great grandmother Studel, my grandmother Renner and my mom. My grandmother (93) and mother (76) are still living life to the fullest. The black and white is my dad and me. Dad’s been gone since the early 80’s. I was probably two here, and these were happy times.
So, I’ll probably spend the next few days strolling down memory lane. Some memories are good, some not so good – but all are cherished.
Praying blessings on your memories.