Showing posts with label MUSIC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MUSIC. Show all posts
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
CHERISH TODAY'S TREASURES
By Danelle Carvell
Anything that reminds me of my childhood is a treasure in my home. My latest find is a coin bank I got on a trip to Walt Disney World, Florida in the seventies. It's an orange bird with an orange for a head. I think I remember the orange bird cartoon character in orange juice commercials in the seventies. When I saw the familiar coin bank last Saturday at Roller Mills Antiques in Lewisburg, I knew I couldn't leave without it. It reminds me of the road trip my family took to Florida in the seventies.
Imagine four kids in the back of a van traveling from Pennsylvania to Florida. Now that's a memory maker. We wore out an eight-track of John Denver on that trip. That's why I posted my favorite of his songs yesterday. I guess that trip was on my mind since finding my orange bird bank. By the time we got to Florida I knew the words to every song on that eight-track...Calypso, Grandma's Feather Bed, Thank God I'm A Country Boy, Rocky Mountain High. On the way home we belted out the words to Take Me Home Country Roads.
I love the way music, toys, games, and other things we had as kids bring back all those great memories. I guess that's one reason people love antiques. Antiques are memories. They're reminders of a different era when life seemed richer and less rushed. Whenever I see a dish my mom or grandma used or a set of salt and pepper shakers like the ones back home, I want them displayed in my home. My absolute most exciting antique find was an exact replica of my grandma's cookie jar. I found that at Roller Mills in Lewisburg also and I felt such joy when it caught my eye on the shelf just before leaving the place. I snatched that cookie jar so quick and held it close like a baby.
Our childhood memories should be treasured, but even more, we should treasure today. Treasure the people who are in our lives now. Treasure the life we live at this moment in time. I appreciate the past, but I don't long for it. The important stuff is now. Today's treasures are the greatest gifts...my daughter's smile, my son's laughter, my husband's humor and his comforting hugs. These are the real treasures in my life... the things I must make an even greater effort to cherish.
Anything that reminds me of my childhood is a treasure in my home. My latest find is a coin bank I got on a trip to Walt Disney World, Florida in the seventies. It's an orange bird with an orange for a head. I think I remember the orange bird cartoon character in orange juice commercials in the seventies. When I saw the familiar coin bank last Saturday at Roller Mills Antiques in Lewisburg, I knew I couldn't leave without it. It reminds me of the road trip my family took to Florida in the seventies.
Imagine four kids in the back of a van traveling from Pennsylvania to Florida. Now that's a memory maker. We wore out an eight-track of John Denver on that trip. That's why I posted my favorite of his songs yesterday. I guess that trip was on my mind since finding my orange bird bank. By the time we got to Florida I knew the words to every song on that eight-track...Calypso, Grandma's Feather Bed, Thank God I'm A Country Boy, Rocky Mountain High. On the way home we belted out the words to Take Me Home Country Roads.
I love the way music, toys, games, and other things we had as kids bring back all those great memories. I guess that's one reason people love antiques. Antiques are memories. They're reminders of a different era when life seemed richer and less rushed. Whenever I see a dish my mom or grandma used or a set of salt and pepper shakers like the ones back home, I want them displayed in my home. My absolute most exciting antique find was an exact replica of my grandma's cookie jar. I found that at Roller Mills in Lewisburg also and I felt such joy when it caught my eye on the shelf just before leaving the place. I snatched that cookie jar so quick and held it close like a baby.
Our childhood memories should be treasured, but even more, we should treasure today. Treasure the people who are in our lives now. Treasure the life we live at this moment in time. I appreciate the past, but I don't long for it. The important stuff is now. Today's treasures are the greatest gifts...my daughter's smile, my son's laughter, my husband's humor and his comforting hugs. These are the real treasures in my life... the things I must make an even greater effort to cherish.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
MUSIC, MEMORIES, AND MONDAYS
We're stepping back in time for today's post. Take a few minutes to enjoy music of the seventies about our least favorite day of the week. I don't remember listening to the Mamas and the Papas, but Karen Carpenter's angelic voice was a favorite of mine as a child growing up in Pillow, Pennsylvania. I had many of her songs recorded on my treasured battery-powered tape recorder that I carried everywhere. If you continue clicking on the Carpenters video, you'll see a young Suzanne Somers hosting a show called 8 Track Flashback and you'll hear more memorable music by the Carpenters. This music takes me back to my childhood. It's amazing how music is so attached to our memories.
Monday, January 24, 2011
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