China cabinet

Amongst the items I inherited from Aunt Esther is this antique china cabinet.  This stood in the alcove in her dining room on Clinton Street in Columbia.

Filled with memorabilia from her life, it stayed with her at Foxwood Springs in Raymore, Missouri until her dying day.  And then a month later it found a home in my own dining room.

This china cabinet now holds priceless memories: my mother’s collection of Fireking Jadeite china, Grandma Carter’s formal china, Grandma Blocher’s stemware, a few pieces of Great-Grandmother Blocher’s china, some of my mother’s crystal serving dishes, serving bowls from various relatives, and so on.  Plus a lovely bone china set I purchased at an antique store in Indiana 15 years ago.

And sitting beside the china cabinet is my Grandma Carter’s violin.


Doctor Week

Spring Break is a time to plan doctor visits.

I saw my ophthalmologist two weeks ago.  No worries there.

Monday was ortho day, with a visit to the hand specialist.  We will wait for one more cortisone injection, and then consider surgery for this pesky trigger-finger issue.

And Tuesday was dermatologist day.  My scalp is cratered like a lunar landscape right now, but seven (7) pre-K spots are gone.  And we found no other worries, unlike last year when I had more than a dozen spots frozen. Thanks be to god for a) annual check-ups, and b) the insurance that makes them, and my health as I age, possible.

Stamped envelopes

Earlier this week I posted scans of the stamped envelopes in my collection.  For many of these, I have a #7 and a #10, and for some also the window-envelope version as well.

Some of these stamped envelopes feature embossed indicia as well.  Note the featured image: a dark green oval Ben Franklin indicium, and the price!

Monday’s blog entry contains links to more information.

#TBT: Tomatoes

Somewhere around this date in 1971, my family moved into a house in Lee’s Summit on Wingate, in Briarcroft subdivision, east on Langsford Road.

We moved into this new house, and that summer planted tomatoes.  Now I’m not a fan of raw tomato, but clearly I was mugging with Pop that summer.

We found this photo in his belongings after he died.



I took my camera, with macro lens, outdoors with me on Saturday.  Auggie joined me.

The peonies are sprouting upward with speed.  The taller shoot here is about 5″ tall.  Their emergence from slumber is a week or two early, and in another two months or so they will burst forth in giant pink blooms.