Oh, be still my heart. Beautiful. My father passed away recently, and he had so many things, that probably at the time had seemed insignificant, but coming across them in his house, it was like unearthing tiny treasures, completely priceless. It took my breath away when I found, in the very back of a closet, an old chalkboard I'd had as a little girl, that still had my drawings on it. He kept it like that, in that closet, for decades, and I never knew. I hope you enjoy your stay in Florida. :) We live maybe 20-30 minutes outside of Ocala.
What a beautiful collection! So cute that he saved the diaper saftety pin - yes I spotted it :-)
I have recently found your blog and there is so much inspiration. I have already reblogged two of your photos. Hope that was ok! I linked to your blogpost of course! http://jamiesaysdream.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-table-new-inspiration.html
I love your father's printer's tray with all of his treasures,especially your diaper pin, we've kept one for years with various treasures from childhood, travels and everyday life. I've never photographed it...now I might have to. Thanks for the idea.
Hi Geninne! I've lived here in Ocala almost my entire life. Welcome to our great little town, we're glad you're here and hope you enjoy your visit. How many memories must reside in all those little compartments, and what a fun conversation piece!
"For where your treasure is, your heart will be also." So neat to see inside someone's heart...when my dad died a few years back, my mom handed me every card and letter I had written him since college...it made me so glad I had taken the time to send them and was a great trip down memory lane.
I have the same pink duckie diaper pin! How fun to know someone else has a saved one. I showed it to a friend some time back and she marveled at the concept of cloth diapers. But, then, she also thought my black-and-white baby pix were "so retro!" ....ooh, feelin' old now!
I was deeply touched when reading this post. My father and I lost contact twenty years ago. Just before Christmas I got a call from one of my cousins telling me that my father past away. When going true his belongings I found a lot of things and photos from my childhood. He kept it all. Things I made for him, letters I wrote and photos. The first ten years of my childhood my father and me was a real team, but after divorcing my mother he begun drinking heavily. The alcohol destroyed his once great and loving personality and I lost him.
Your Father's trays are beautiful! I turned some printer's trays into a coffee table for Mum and Dad, with a removable glass topping, and they have a lovely collection of family and historical treasures, and little curios. X