Aesop’s Fables Link
Sunday, February 17th, 2008I wanted to share a link with you. If you want to study Aesop’s fables, this is a site with an index of fables and then little tests you can take. Very nice!
Enjoy.
Lynn ![]()
I wanted to share a link with you. If you want to study Aesop’s fables, this is a site with an index of fables and then little tests you can take. Very nice!
Enjoy.
Lynn ![]()
When I redid my living room last week, I had to take some of my “sweet nothings” from the living room and put them in an antique jelly cupboard that I have in my hallway.

Atop the cupboard sits an old-fashioned doll that my mother made — one of many. They are carved out of wood and then dressed by hand and faces painted on, though this one is still without face. The pitcher is from the 1890s. The little, old oil lamp is just something thrifted years ago.
The jelly cupboard is indeed crowded now, but I love to go by and see the many little things I have collected through the years.

I have a large vintage, antique, and reproduction pewter collection.
Yes, they are sweet nothings, but my children think it’s an absolute treasure trove.
They love to stand in front of the cupboard (and always have) and take out little things to hold and look at. They are not allowed to take out the antique dishes, but they love the cannon…

and they also love the little appetizer swords. My boys used to hold them and make fighting sounds as they held them in their little hands…

They also love to take out the big pewter bowl of seashells to remember walks on the beach and playing in the sound…

I think they liked staring into the faces of the soldiers. Either a Morgan’s Virginia Rifleman…

(You should read about these men–Morgan’s Riflemen: large, good eyesight, excellent marksmen, hand-chosen.)
Then, there’s the Virginia Light Dragoon…

I personally like the little milk glass hen who sits atop an old handmade basket.

And I love the old vase that came from my step-grandfather when I was only about 12 years old. It was sitting on a shelf in the old house that he grew up in. I suppose it had been sitting for a long time in the same place, put there by his first wife who died too young. Next to it is a vintage creamer.

The vase is chipped, but it’s still sentimental.
Yes, these are all “sweet nothings.” They really don’t mean anything except to add some beauty to our lives and to remind us of times, people, places, and a little bit of history. I can’t take them with me when I go. They’re just little things to admire and make us think.
Happy Sunday,
Lynn