i often end up with something old sometimes borrowed and something new when i visit my dad. it's amazing what he can do with a pair of old shoes, an antique clock, an old chair, and just about anything. my mom thinks it's all junk but i think he's just a sentimental old bloke doing his part to reuse and recycle.
i see beautiful things:)
ReplyDeletebut i understand that your mum can be frustrated... i have the same kind of husband;)
I'm new to your blog, Karen.
ReplyDeleteYour work is similar to Elisabelle's - same intense interest in the minutiae of life.
It offers a lovely feel for other worlds.
And so I can travel from France to Singapore without leaving my writing room in Melbourne, Australia.
Thank you.
Elizabelle, my mom will appreciate your understanding :)) Hi Elizabeth, thank you for dropping by and allowing me to 'visit' you in Melbourne!
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