Treasures

When my parents came to visit, they brought a few little goodies for everyone. Mine was my favorite. Here, I'll show you, then tell you the story.

My grandfather loved watching birds out his windows. He used to have this concrete birdbath in his back yard that he had made. I think my mom and my aunt helped, because there were marbles pushed in the concrete all around the edges. I spent many a day splashing in that bird bath.

One time when I was a career professional, you know, before kids, I was on a trip to Washington, D.C., for a conference. I had a little free time, went shopping, and found a quaint little hanging resin bird feeder that was just perfect for my grandpa. Only thing was I had to have the four or five foot pole shipped back because there was no way it was going to fit in any suitcase I had with me. But I bought it and had the whole thing shipped straight to my grandpa. Call me crazy. I know you want to.

One year for my grandpa's birthday, Hubby and I found a painting by a local Missouri artist in a shop attached to the one where we loved to look at the antiques (and actually bought a couple eventually). It was of a cardinal, signed and numbered, and we got it for him. The next year we got another one to go with it, but it isn't signed and numbered.

Fast forward about 20 years, and they have been hanging in the bedroom that served as my grandpa's home office, where he worked on his stamp collection and such. That room stays closed up most of the time now, so my mom talked to my aunt about bringing them to me when they came. She agreed.

As far as I know they have never been taken down from the wall, but when they took them down to dust them off and bring them to me, look what was on the backs.


At some point before he died, my grandpa had taken them down and written my name on the back to make sure I got them. It brought tears to my eyes when my mom flipped them over to show me.

They are now hanging above the chair that is in "Kayren's Hangout" in a prominent place. I didn't have anything else to hang there, so it's like it was just waiting for the right thing. Little did I know...


Hubby is supposed to come sit in this chair when I'm doing my scrapbooking and crafting. Only problem is, we can't agree on what to watch on the tv.

This post is linked to Show and Tell Friday hosted by Kelli at There is no place like home.