Tuesday, February 21, 2012
My treasure today is another item from my Grandmother's house. I find it a little ironic that I have so many of her things; she was a great one for playing favourites with her grandchildren and I wasn't one of them. This jug however has more meaning for me than most of her other items in my possession, because of its links to my father. Dad remembered it as always being on the breakfast table, filled with milk. From their own cows of course, since he grew up on a dairy farm. You can see it is a bit stained and crazed, but I love it anyway.
Don't forget to visit Melody to see who else is sharing today.