I ‘think’ this is a peony bush in my backyard, I’m 99% sure in fact but I don’t want to say ‘yes it is’ because every time I do that my mother (an avid organic gardener) or my sister (a plant biologist) corrects me by saying something like ‘Actually, that’s the albino breed of the giant Australian geranium’.
Every Thanksgiving we end up having a discussion about how we aren’t actually eating any vegetables this meal, because potatoes? Starch. Corn? A grain. Green Beans? Legumes. Tomatoes? Fruits. Mushrooms? Fungus. Squash? A fruit.
These are the types of conversations that make me just say ‘LOOK A PRETTY FLOWER!!’
My grandfather used to run a small printing press from his garage. My mother & father took it over for a while, but had mostly stopped printing by the time I was born. The machinery stayed in our ‘shop’ (a glorified metal barn we had out on the farm) for the majority of my childhood. Until they sold the equipment about 10-15 years ago. But I do remember playing with/on (although we were always told to stay away from it) the neglected old machinery. There were levers to pull, that rarely did anything, tons of rusty old drawers to open, and grungy/grimy typeset to play with. When they sold it off my mother had the forethought to save two drawers for me and my sister. We were helping her clean out her basement for her birthday when she rediscovered them. I eagerly took mine home cleaned and mounted it like a hunting trophy of my childhood. If I had a mantel I would probably hang it above that, but I don’t so here it is in the hallway.
It’s kind of barren right now, except for the random Teen Titans action figures (it’s ok I’ll say it for you ‘NERD!!!’) my sister gave me. But we plan to slowly fill it with awesome souvenirs from our adventures. Like going to Chucky Cheese with my ‘not nephew’.
Hanging an old typeset drawer on the wall is possibly the most hipster thing I have ever done. But I don’t really care because it belonged to my mom. Also look, koala has a place to stay.
The carved wooden lady in the bottom right corner we also found in the basement, it’s something my father made with his CNC machine years ago. (It’s a machine that creates 3D carvings from a computer model.)
I know that it’s kind of hip to do a display like this right now, what sorts of things do people usually put in their typeset drawers?
Technically this ‘happy’ happened sometime last week. My curly haired boy has an adorable nephew. He is six, and he is cuter than any of your nephews, that’s how cute he is. We ate dinner with my curly haired boy’s family, and instead of playing with his new Pac Man game or his hot wheels or his nerf guns my ‘not nephew’ begged and begged us to tell him scary stories. One after another, until we were all out of six-year-old appropriate stories.
THEN we played with the pac man and the hot wheels and the Nerf guns.