Thursday, August 4, 2011

A Rose garden…and a promise…kept!

 

Remember this postcard.  Well, I posted it last month.  It was in among the boxes of antique “stuff”.  It has a 1912 postmark on it. This Elizabeth Park, Rose Garden was donated to Hartford by Elizabeth’s husband to remember Elizabeth by {she preceded him in death about 3 years earlier}  They have done an amazing job keeping it all these years.

Anyways…I bring it up because this garden still exists today AND I was recently  taken for a tour by my brother who lives a short distance from it! 27406_100000047058509_1567_sAt the suggestion of his cute wife Jane {who was away at the time on business}

 

Top-7 Elizabeth Park Rose Gardens 1912  {notice the gazebo on the left}

470_609947 The same garden today. Now notice the gazebo!       {images taken from bing, on-line} 800px-Rose_Garden_and_environs_at_Elizabeth_Park,_August_10,_2008 like in these photos, the roses were not actively blooming on the trellis arches, but the ground bushes were doing nicely!

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 thumbnailCARG0OU2Although I’m usually pretty, dog-gone prepared…THIS time I did NOT have my camera with me!!!???!!

What was I thinking??? squirrel-nuts[1] Ahhhh….NUTS! 

 

Here’s a picture of my OLDER brother and his cute wife.

Now that we were back at their home….168006_1496083691075_1503576300_2886065_6022552_n 

DSC_0626I found some wonderful, colorful photo opps. DSC_0637DSC_0635DSC_0629 Right…DSC_0615 in theirDSC_0613 DSC_0611DSC_0610 …own back yard.

 

 

Just like most of our “treasures” are!

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{green, back lawn brought to you by the fancy leg work of my brother moving the sprinkler at semi-regular intervals"} ;-D

Monday, August 1, 2011

Costal living…

 

DSC_0374  While visiting on Cape Cod last month, I was fortunate enough to spend most of the week with my cousin, Susan.  One of the afternoons, we spent time on the beach and visiting two of her hard working friends who happen to own this beautiful home that looks like it was taken directly out of the “Coastal Living” magazine!!!  DSC_0375 I LOVE these pillows, especially the blue/white starfish {made with all pearl buttons!!}The pillows flanked a long three sided window seat(s).  The view was insane!  My cousin said … “wait until you get to the tower room”  {fourth floor people!!}

DSC_0373  Those are scalloped shells hanging from the chandelier!DSC_0377The runner and candles for a table center piece…perfectly and simply elegant!

DSC_0380  Weather vain  complements the slate tiles on the fireplace.  And, of course the framed picture over the fireplace becomes their flat screened T.V. too!DSC_0382DSC_0379                                     More cozy, beach-y pillows in the living room!DSC_0400 Side and front of home {with afore mentioned hard working couple who have come home after a long day}   Wow!  imagine coming home to THIS every night?!!   DSC_0421 DSC_0417DSC_0420 DSC_0395Each morning, and each night…their view of paradise.DSC_0386 {my cousin Susan shielding her eyes from the tower room}DSC_0385    …as for me? 

This is all I can do!  {but I now know how Heaven’s going to look!}

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Happy Birthday to my Grandmother, Josephine!

This is the only photo that I have of my Grandmother as a baby.  I believe that she was about 2 years old.  E. Josephine Wells Robshaw, born 117 years ago today.   {imagine, laboring in this kind of heat?!}     DSC_0156DSC_0160 {pardon my little kitten, Angel who INSISTS on holding my LO with her cute little paws!!}  Thanks Angel, got it! I loved this picture of Josephine and her niece Ivah.  I used Jenni Bolin paper, vintage photo buttons and {yup, I admit} I totally “scraplifted” Stephanie Howell’s LO.  {from last spring I think}  Umm…Thanks Steph! ;)

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Here’s a photo I restored of Josephine. I believe that she was about 7-8 years old. She must have been at the cottage on the coast of Conn. She loved kittens and cats of any kind.  {me too}

 

Josephine and kitten

  Here, Josephine is in her teens.  She  had a love for reading.  {something, unfortunately I didn’t develop until my adult years}Josephine reading

Nannie with Robshaws at Wareham, Cape CodI adore this photo of my Grandmother sitting on the dock at Cape Cod.   She loved the ocean and must have had a lot of wonderful memories from living her summers  on the Cape.  Here, Josephine is in her 50’s.

Although I was only 9 years old when she passed on.  I have a lot of precious memories of her!  I’m so thankful for each and every one!  Happy Birthday Nannie!

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Back from Cape Cod…

{big sigh…little sniff}

I’m still remembering how WONDERFUL it was to stand by the sea

shore and just…

                  breath!DSC_0408 Then,

slowly exhale…. and  again, a                

…slow

deep breath in…hold it….

and exhale…

slowly.  

Such “good medicine” in that salty-air-breeze!DSC_0410It was WONDERFUL to relax in a sand chair, close your eyes and just…listen to

…the wind blow its’ gentle fresh air breeze and feel the warmth of the sun on your face! DSC_0406

Just doesn’t get much better than this…does it?

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Little Jo---Big Jo

Here are a couple of layouts I did from the photos I recently posted.  My Grandmother Josephine {Jo} sitting, perhaps on the church/school stairs with her classmates.  I believe it is circa 1902 (ish) I’m thinking Josephine is about 8 years old here.  Yes, she is the one with the silver arrow above her head.  In regular light the arrow doesn’t stick out quite as much!

I used the Pink Paislee’s Parisian Anthology paper from the “house of three” designs.  Love the resist doilies. {my inking technique needs some practice!}  I think I’ll try the glimmer mists next LO.  DSC_0038

DSC_0044I used the new glimmer mist, “Pop Rocks” to dye the white seam binding purple { I LUV this color!} and again on the Parisian Anthology letters.  I used the “Little Women” {image found online} reference b/c my Grandmother was also called “Jo” {and Louisa May Alcott’s home was not far from where she grew up—her books were a house hold staple!}DSC_0043 The index card is a reproduction of an actual page that came out of my Great Uncle’s book. {Josephine’s big brother}  I can’t get over how NEAT his handwriting is!  Especially b/c I work with a bunch of Dr’s who have terrible {sorry guys} hand writing!!!   Uncle Howard was a Dr. too.  But I guess the big difference was turn of the century technology…except for typing, WRITING was the only other  VISUAL communication they had.  DSC_0043 I’m still impressed.  The photo “button” is from Jennie Bowlin’s kits.

 

This next layout, Josephine is now grown with a grown daughter (my Mother) of her own.  That’s her on the end, right hand side.  I think she was beautiful!  Her hair turned pure white at 30 yrs old. Here, with her extended family, who enjoyed many summers at the cottage on the Cape!  Pictured here are mostly “Robshaws” with the exception of Barbara (furthest left) who was a “Coles” and my Grandmother’s niece.

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DSC_0033 I again, used Parisian Anthology paper and “fussy cut” the Webster papers. Glimmer mist the wooden Pinkpaislee letters.  The lace edging made with Martha Stewart’s new-er punches.  And of course, finished it off with some twine from the Pink Paislee Soiree line!

DSC_0034 Of note, I found a key tag , hand written in pencil “Wareham” faintly on it.  I scanned it into my computer and then reprinted it.  I have gone over the faint writing with ink…but that’s truly a “find” for me.  The key is from that same era, but have no clue what it belongs to.  Now, they rest together on my Cape Cod remembrance LO!

DSC_0035 Glimmer mist with “Bahama Blue” on the wooden letters.

DSC_0037 My cute little family!

DSC_0036 More of my “fussy cutting” of the Webster Papers.  I added some “stickles” for accent.

 

I will be visiting the Cape soon.  When I arrive, hopefully I’ll meet up with a cousin who now lives on the Cape.  Her Mom is pictured here {Doris—second from the left}.  I don’t believe she {my cousin} has ever seen this photo of her Mom, who has now passed on.  My cousin is a lot like her Mom…I remember them both smiling…always smiling.  Beautiful way to be remembered; don’t you think so?