Last night I sat on the deck, under the trees, and had my supper on a dish that could have been one of my Grandmother’s dishes. It has always been a surprise to me that I liked these dishes. I love them. Anyone who knows me well enough to have been in my home could tell you that my taste, though eclectic, runs modern. My dishes are plain, solid tan or white. Nothing fancy. The art on my walls is contemporary. The images are abstract. There isn’t any chintz, nor ruffles. But, for all these years, this pattern has stuck to me. I’ve wanted to have them for my own for as long as I’ve had my own home. What happened to my Grandmother’s dishes is a long story that would benefit no one. The short version is simply that they are gone. For years I have looked in second hand stores and antique shops, hoping
to find one or two. Never did. When I was a child, we would sit at my
Great Grandmother’s cherry table in the summer kitchen of the farm. My
Grandmother served us on her dishes, like these. I never knew the pattern name, nor manufacturer. Then, about a month ago, a friend showed me a lovely set of dishes she had just inherited. THE dishes. Almost. At first, I thought I must be mistaken. They had to be the same pattern. But, it didn’t feel quite right. There are two patterns that have the same chintz, pink flowered design. My friend had "Worchester". Armed with this new information I hit Google and Ebay. And, I found, after all these years, the pattern named "Dorchester" (Johnson Brothers). I finally bought four dinner plates and one salad on Ebay. And, today, I used them for my supper, on the deck, under the trees.
I love the square salad plate. I remember some little bowls, too, with small handles, like ears.
The Midwest Moonlight scarf has been at a stand still. I was missing the last ball of yarn I needed. I found it in my suitcase this morning. I’ve debated whether to make it longer, it should be, or to quit at the end of this ball of yarn. The last one is the only one I’ve washed. In my panic to get all the skeins I’d dyed rid of this brown bleeding goo, I washed the sericin from it with hot water and detergent, over a couple hours. It is a bit lighter with the dark brown sericin removed. The scarf that was on the needles did not get this treatment, it was after all, knitted.. half done. I knew better. The debate I’ve been having with myself is if it will all tone down when I wash the scarf in the same way. Or, if the one lighter section, will remain, forever, lighter. I’m chancing it. If it bothers me too much, I’ll rip it out and use the scarf at the length it is now. It’ll work.
9 responses to “.. and back again”
Oh, yummy. That broccoli will bring back the pleasures of summer come January.
Oh My WORD! I got my yarn and it is absolutly BEAUTIFUL! Thank you, Thank you, Thank you…
I will be back, for sure!!!!
The broccoli looks great! You might want to try a foodsaver vaccuum sealer, they are wonderful for freezing!
try this for fun- when you read your fortune follow it with “between the sheets”. always cracks me up 🙂
Those pictures of the low clouds are beautiful, what a lovely drive!
Harvesting and celebrating. You are one busy lady.
ok, some details please! what have you done with your beautiful broccoli?…and yogurt in the oven? any good recipes?
Super brocollis… oh I remember I93, and cloudy days… so beautiful up there
Nice Broc! I’ve had a bumper crop of raspberries and have planned well for enjoying blueberries through the winter. This includes a batch of homemade Blueberry Brandy. Not much knitting tho. Are you driving RI to Quebec?