If I'm blogging, it must mean I have found the kitchen table. You see??? the punch bowls have had me cornered. Yes there has been more stuff to shuffle,but the punch bowls fascinated me. How does one acquire four punch bowls, with glasses and sixty glass platters to lay out the spread?? Did we get these things from wedding showers, or people in coffins?? A mystery in the making, this July has me throwing away things, but not without a story to unscramble.
Redoing your kitchen will do this to a girl. All spaces had to be emptied, hence the BOWLS!!! We did drink punch in my lifetime, for every holiday and new baby. Weddings brought out the big ones on pedestals!!!and oh the ornate ladles to scoop and pour. The parties were many, and often, joy flowed from these crystal deep wells!!! BUT.....its time to let go.
Someone will find it at the Hope Store and shout, like a child on a swing, look what I found!!! A PUNCH BOWL. To use for a BIG salad?? a terrarium, or a large ass quantity of Mimosas for the ladies brunch.
The things we hold onto, for a day or sixty, help shape our personalities.
Funny bowls filled with stories, and Yes I did keep one!
Sunday, July 22, 2012
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