Monday, March 26, 2012
The Easter decorating is done.
The milk glass cake dish was my mother's.
It's a real favorite.
The bottom half of the yellow ceramic
Easter egg in the bottom left picture is also special.
The top is missing in action... somehow packed away
separately... (who could have done that???).
My grandmother loved painting ceramics.
She painted this one in 1952.
I was 5. So there!
I loved the little decals she used and I think that
is where my love for Dick and Jane type
of drawings began.
Several months ago while in an antiques mall in
Denver, I found this child's plate with some of the same
decals. It made me wonder if someone's grandmother had
made this for their grandchild.
Had to have it!
This was fun. I stuck the bottle of carrots and
the "beaker" of beans on top of my frig and then
hmmmm.... I ran and got some of my bunnies
and as they say... "the rest is history"!
Love this sort of bonus decorating...
Here is a postscript to my previous post.
Remember that sweet little rabbit
reading a book
under the cloche??
Before I even had my first cup of coffee this
morning and I heard the most horrendous crash.
Hubby: "When did you put that thing there", as he sat in his recliner with the morning paper.
Me: "WHAT HAPPENED"?? I ran (mind you... no coffee) to
survey the damage.
There in thousands of pieces was my favorite cloche that I had purchased at an antiques store up country.
(It wasn't cheap.)
Suddenly I remembered my Royal Doulton Bunnykins...
Miraculously he had survived. I have NO clue as to how
he managed it.
Now I ask you...
Who could stay mad at a sweet man like this for long?
I am getting over it... s-l-o-w-w-w-w-l-y.
(It is now 10 p.m.)
As on most Mondays you'll find me here at
Little Red House for Mosaic Monday
So much fun!
My Uncommon Slice of Suburbia
Posted by Karen at 9:41 PM
Friday, March 23, 2012
My "new" old Royal Doulton Bunnykins that
I recently purchased at an antiques mall where I have
a booth (one of the hazards of my "job"!) are just
It all started with my love for preparing children's food..
which then progressed to my love for children's dishes...
and then ... well you get the picture...
along came these precious rabbits.
More seem to be appearing at that
well, let's just see what happens...
I'm so excited to link up with the
Saturday Nite Special
Check it out...
Posted by Karen at 10:57 PM
Monday, March 19, 2012
"Meet the Bunnykins"...
My four new friends!
I wish so much I had time to present my new friends to you in style, however, I am knee-deep in club work and
that leaves me almost no time for play.
You will see my little friends again soon though as I can't wait to make them a part of my Easter decor.
L-R: Mr. Bunnykins - "Autumn Days" - 1972
Mrs. Bunnykins - "Clean Sweep" - 1972
Bunnykins - "Family Photograph" - 1972
Bunnykins - "Grandpa's Story" - 1974
All by Royal Doulton
Are you a collector?
and by the way,
I'm linking to
Posted by Karen at 10:01 PM
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
We aren't quite sure, but we doubt there is little to no
Irish in our heritage... however, with names like Heath and
White, (my father's family) who knows??? But my father had an affinity for bagpipes and kilts. 'Drove my Italian mother
crazy out of her mind playing his bagpipe records. My father loved this picture taken while on furlow during WW II. As you can see the picture was taken in Scotland. He was always a little embarrassed that he was wearing his Army-issue boots with his kilt. We loved to tease him about his knees showing and wearing a "skirt" but he took it good-naturedly and I enjoyed the twinkle in his eyes. What I believe he saw in the wearing of the kilt were actual warriors of a by-gone era.
Strong men who never feared battle.
That would be my father.
When my father passed away in October of 2008 I was determined that he would have a bagpiper at his funeral. He would escort my father's casket in and out of the church and then to the cemetery. He would have loved it!
I know he did.
Tomorrow will be our usual Lenten meal at church which is soup and bread.
However, my church friends are used to me preparing Colcannon to celebrate
St. Patrick's Day. So we're going to fudge a bit and celebrate St. Patrick's Day
a wee bit early by eating Colcannon.
a wee bit early by eating Colcannon.
After watching Tyler Florence prepare Colcannon on one of his earlier shows I vowed it would become part of my family collection of recipes. The beautiful scenery in that show made me wish with all my heart that there was a bit of "lassie" in me!
3 lbs. potatoes, scrubbed
2 sticks butter
1 1/4 cups hot milk
Freshly ground black pepper
1 head cabbage, cored and finely shredded
1 (1-pound) piece ham or bacon, cooked the day before
4 scallions, finely chopped
Chopped parsley leaves, for garnish
Steam the potatoes in their skins for 30 minutes. Peel them using a knife and fork. Chop with a knife before mashing. Mash thoroughly to remove all the lumps. Add 1 stick of butter in pieces. Gradually add hot milk, stirring all the time. Season with a few twists of black pepper.
Boil the cabbage in unsalted water until it turns a darker color. Add 2 tablespoons butter to tenderize it. Cover with lid for 2 minutes. Drain thoroughly before returning it to the pan. Chop into small pieces.
Put the ham in a large saucepan and cover with water. Bring to the boil and simmer for 45 minutes until tender. Drain. Remove any fat and chop into small pieces.
Add cabbage, scallions, and ham to mashed potatoes, stirring them in gently.
Serve in individual soup plates. Make an indentation on the top by swirling a wooden spoon. Put 1 tablespoon of butter into each indentation. Sprinkle with parsley.
By any stretch of the imagination, do you see any resemblence between my father and Tyler Florence? Hmmmm....
I'm very excited to link to
St. Patrick's Day Blog Crawl
Designs by Gollum for
My brother read my latest entry and added his own recollection. I felt the desire to share it with you.
"This is a bit to add to the story about Dad and the bagpipes. When I learned that the pipes
would be played at Dad's funeral a tune came to mind that I had not thought of in years.
I recalled how Dad would whistle the tune in his own unique way as we drove across country in our white 1959 un-air-conditioned station wagon. I never knew the name of the tune but I set out to find it and offer it to the piper to play. Remarkably, I found it on the internet after looking no more than a few minutes; the title "Rosen the Bow" or "Rosin the Beau". The piper told us he'd try to learn it in time. I did not expect to hear it, but as we were getting out of our car at graveside there stood the piper playing "Rosin the Bow". - Rosin the Bow is the nickname of a drunken old fiddler who is about to go to his grave. It's also a play on words. - Now from time to time I hear him whistling it as I drive alone to and from work, and I whistle along." Clay
Our Dad with the white station wagon.
I hope you have your speakers turned up. Clay helped me find "Rosin the Bow".
Sunday, March 11, 2012
Outside my window... It is a beautiful late afternoon with clear skies and 74 degrees. My elderly chocolate brown Lab is tossing a large chew stick up in the air and then retrieving it. Someone should go out and play with him. Someone...
I am thinking... about my three grown sons and how their lives are spinning like tops... some in a good way... and some not so much. They've proven they can pretty well handle their challenges without my husband and me... and long as we'll be listeners and not advisors. Thank goodness I'm a pretty good cheerleader!
I am thankful... for my dear husband who was so patient to help me work with a cloche display about an hour ago. He's so patient with me, especially when I should keep a neater house and wouldn't request eating out so much. You see, I'm just so very busy.
From the learning rooms... my mind is my learning room and is constanting embeding things that are new insights and perspectives I was unable to discern before. I am practicing regaining my birthright of personal empowerment that has been lost through my own neglect. No one is to blame. Blame - the most useless and destructive word in any language.
In the kitchen... the coffee pot just clicked off. My husband and I enjoyed a cup of coffee with two Girl Scout shortbread cookies.. 24 calories, I think. (smile)
I am wearing... my church clothes.. didn't change but should have. Nice black slacks, black stretch top and I tossed the navy blue flats I wore, thinking they were black. This has reconfirmed my worst suspicion... I'm old! Well, at least the two shoes matched!
I am creating... I've about finished my cloche, but unless my husband will come help me, there is no getting the top off without destroying the whole look... so, yes, it is done!
I am going... to finish SOMETHING!
I am wondering... What big project I can conquer and complete in 15 minutes for I am about to think that I have become ADD... again, in my old age!
I am reading... nothing but blogs and looking at pictures in magazines. Not good! It's time to start a reread of Jan Karon's Mitford series. The peace and calm that those books give me are worth a fourth re-read.
I am hoping... to make a trip back to Mexico soon.
I am looking forward to... getting my house in order... someday.
I am hearing... a mass of parrots in the trees outside. They are fussing very loudly about something.
Around the house... are a few things that need to be rearranged. Trying to figure out just how to do it.
I am pondering... how much MacKenzie Childs I can live with. (Alot!)
One of my favorite things... Having the opportunity to write about my thoughts and feelings. That's pretty rare.
A few plans for the rest of the week ... I want to prepare for a quick trip to Mexico just in case the opportunity arises.
Picture of the Day . . .
A painting depicting my husband's Swedish ancestors
coming to Texas from Kansas by covered wagon.
Posted by Karen at 7:32 PM
I enjoy making cloche displays... especially when they contain a few family heirlooms. Unfortunately the metal shoe doesn't show up very well in these pictures. It was really my inspiration for my theme. Lace would have been nice however I didn't have any.
The cloche contains:
* "Pearls" ( water pearls?) from a recent visit to Mexico
* A silver "threader" (I hope you will correct me if I am wrong) belonged to my great-grandmother. An "R" is engraved on it for "Rosa".
* The little Moon and Star toothpick holder is the same pattern of glass that my paternal grandmother collected.
* The hat pins also belonged to my great-grandmother, Rosa.
* The little birds were given to me by a dear friend.
Link to these great blogs for some real fun!
Posted by Karen at 6:25 PM
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Isn't this a beautiful candy dish?
Now I know the bottom right photo looks as though
you are peering down the throat of a jellyfish,
but look closely... it's a space.
Fostoria American. I love it!
I started my collection when I inherited a bowl from
my mother. It had been a wedding gift.
Then, I inherited a vase from my mother-in-law.
It too had been a wedding gift.
Well, if you think this candy dish has the same value as
my inherited pieces... you are mistaken
just as I was.
Hook, line and sinker....
The gap between the lid and the bowl was the first clue.
The 18 ribs in the bottom of the bowl was the second.
Here is an authentic Fostoria American candy dish.
No cover here... it may have bit the dust years ago.
21 ribs in the bottom of the bowl.
I won't toss the imitation Fostoria American candy dish,
however, I'll do my homework next time!
It was a $12 lesson.
Anyone ready to go fishing??
I'm linking to some great parties,
so come check them out...
Posted by Karen at 9:37 PM
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Congratulations to Tissa!
She has made it through 33 treatments for
chemotherapy and radiation.
Tissa is amazing.
She kept a positive outlook,
She took care of herself
(her husband passed away nearly six years ago)
exercising almost daily
(even though she hardly gave up any of her family, church,
and civic duties... and there are many!)
and just knowing that all would be okay.
Tissa, you are an amazing woman
and sister-in-law who I am also blessed to call
"my dear, dear friend"!
I'm saying many prayers these days
that Tissa has been spared.
Posted by Karen at 5:00 PM
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Supper was quick and oh so good!
Veggies with chicken breast.
I think you can figure out the different vegetables with the chicken breast... but
I wanted to share with you the way I prepared the asparagus...
I made a trip to Sprouts, the only real health food store in our area. (I'm not a health nut by any means, but for where I was in town, it was convenient.)
Sprouts had fresh asparagus for 99 cents a bunch. I bought two.
I "popped" the ends of one bunch and after washing and drying them I placed them in a large Zip-Lock bag.
I poured olive oil over them and sprinkled sea salt and Beau Monde Seasoning in the bag and sort of "mushed" them around.
I turned the oven to 425 degrees and poured the asparagus onto a cookie sheet.
I roasted the asparagus for about 12 minutes.
Downright yummy! So glad I have one more bunch to cook.
I'm linking to Savvy Southern Style for
Wow Us Wednesdays!
Posted by Karen at 7:28 PM
Sunday, March 4, 2012
A weekend at the ranch is always full of surprises.
I hadn't realized the cactus would be starting to show
new growth and the wildflowers were just coming out.
We don't have our state flower, the Bluebonnet, yet,
but this field of yellow flowers were so beautiful.
As we left the ranch today, I couldn't resist
snapping this picture.
I had some fun with the color on my photos
today, however, in "real life" what we enjoyed
was just as beautiful.
I am linking to Little Red House
Be sure to stop by Little Red House for some beautiful
photography and collages.
Posted by Karen at 6:52 PM