This little bowl and saucer were inherited from my beloved's grandparents. I wonder how old they are ..
Were they collected as a set from gasoline stations at one time .. .
or were they purchased as a whole set.
They just don't make sturdy dishes like this anymore.
I have three saucers and 3 bowls.
just a bit easier.
I can't imagine they would have ever guessed how often I think of them when we use these bowls every morning.
Always kind thoughts.
Grandpa .. . .quiet as a mouse.
Grandma .. . .chattering up a storm.
Anyways .. .
just a quick hi this morning. . .
did you have breakfast?
Do you have your pedometer on?
Do you have anything exciting planned for today.
I do actually. . .
I just have to run and have my roots looked at first .. .
and then we're off. . . .
Pop by tomorrow with your bloggy walking stats for the week.
Have a wonderful day my friends.
(oh .. . and imagine my delight at pressing the spell check button and see that it's readjusted it's attitude. . . . .woo hoo it still has issues with some of my words. . .but it's my blog and I'll say bloggy if I want to)