“I guess you’re right,” I said when she suggested I sell it to a scrap place. That’s not really why I spend hours scouring places for treasures. Something about each piece I buy is because something about it captivated me. With this piece, it was the warm luster I first caught just out of the corner of my eye. The pictures don’t come close to conveying the simple beauty of this vessel.
I was curious about what was behind the lettering, DAMASCUS. I live in the Pacific Northwest and was sure this beautiful copper milk can had traveled across an ocean. I was wrong– it has roots in Oregon state, the Damascus Creamery in Portland was once home to this lovely find. No, scrapping it for the money never crossed my mind. It’s value exceeds the sum of it’s parts, for sure ❤
Winner will be announced Friday, March 18th. Post your own original quote in the comments. The comment with the most likes wins framed original art by me ❤
I know you all have lots of your own great quotes waiting to be shared. It’s ok to quote others but no one but you has the wisdom born of the life you’ve lived. I’d love to hear them. Please share in comments ❤
Here is mine.
Don’t mistake soft spoken for soft. It’s only referring to the sound of my voice. The power is not in the volume of my words. I don’t need to roar to be heard.
I resisted the borg for a long time. Confession: I have been spending a lot of time on Twitter. I know, I’m shameless. Only the strong willed should visit me there @esteladewa
I have seen some of you there but you exhibit such self control– Jedi like control I lack.
Miss you guys! I am starting Twitter-hab tomorrow and will return to normalcy (my normal which we know is still nutty) soon. Here is a quick update of what happened while I was in the Twitterverse.
I had a serious talk with myself and did a self check:
If I am spending too much time editing my selfies I:
1. Need to stop because then people won’t recognize me in real life.
2. May need to continue so people don’t recognize me in real life.
3. Need to get different color liquid foundation make up so my face is the same color as my neck.
4. Need to be a little concerned that I am taking selfies at all.
1. Told my husband that typing in bed at night was good for our marriage. If my keyboard clicking didn’t wake him up at night he would have to admit I was perfect and it’s hard to be married to someone perfect. I was only thinking about him and his own mental well being.
2. One of my sons graduated from high school and proudly announced he was “…taking time off” before starting college classes. I was at a loss for words– so was he when I asked what exactly he was taking time off from. The “breaker” can be seen here on his dad’s shoulders.
3. I cried and said they were tears of joy when they saw me.
4. I cried for a lot of reasons when they didn’t see me.
5. I went overboard with the pictures.
6. Then I contemplated what the world would be like if people in the past had lived, died and measured their worth or pursuit of passion by likes or followers.
7. I discovered some new people that I am happy live today and don’t appear to live or die or measure their worth or pursuit of passion by likes or followers. I invite you to get to know them.
8. I got mad.
9. Then I fell asleep hoping some of it was a bad dream.
10. I woke up. I realized one person can make a difference. We have to for the ones that can’t anymore.
Anyone that knows me, knows I’m not a nail person. I was 5 layers deep in an internet search down the rabbit hole and found these. I love the artistry!
If you happen to be one of those beautiful souls that is a nail person, I’d love to see some of your favorites. These pictures made me want to try it at least once. I’ll post pictures of before and after soon.