This past weekend, I made a trek to visit my parents in the foothills. Isn't it funny how no matter how much time passes and how many houses they have inhabited - wherever your mom and dad reside is still "home" to you? Here I am, closing in fast on 60 - and I still feel safe and warm when I get into bed at the folks' house. I am so very grateful that I am still able to enjoy their company.
When I go to visit, my mom and I always end up making the antiques/flea market/secondhand store rounds. This weekend was no exception. There is a flea market at the local fairgrounds every weekend - so we made a pilgrimage on Sunday. It was cold and windy - there weren't that many booths - but I did find something that turned out to be a lovely surprise. The photo shows my $1.00 purchase...I thought to use the flowers and leaves on something else, as this piece was pretty bunged up. When I picked it up, I found that it had a music box and I assumed that it did not work. I got it all the way home and realized that if I turned the stem with the butterfly on it around several times, the music box did indeed function. Heart be still...the tune it plays is "La Vie En Rose". I was so touched...I put it on a Chinese stand to give it a place of honor - and it was $1.00!
You scored BIG TIME Dorian. First of all, being with your parents and then finding your one dollar treasure with your mom!
You are right about being with your parents. It feels safe and warm. Gratefully you have a daughter too! One that you make feel the same way!
xo
Constance
Posted by: rochambeau | April 25, 2008 at 03:39 PM
It was fate, for the little music box was simply waiting there for you to find it!
And in the words of Dorothy in the Wizard Of Oz; 'There's no place like home, there's no place like...'
xo Susan
Posted by: Miss Maddie's | April 26, 2008 at 03:22 PM