Some of the many delights of this past weekend included driving around in the snow, looking at old houses, and stopping to explore antique shops. At one place I rummaged through a box of old silverware marked "$1 a piece" and came up with an old engraved Gorham serving spoon, black with tarnish. A little Twinkle revealed something lovely. I wonder who JGH is, because she is missing a spoon.I am off to New York for the Art Fair. Next week I will be back with tales from the big city.
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Oh, it is not so big a city, with neighborhoods tucked in corner to corner, borough to borough. It is a sweet, generous city, and much changed since the years before the the pooper scooper law.
But I will miss seeing you tons this time around. Instead, I'll see the city through your eyes, and if it's as elegant as the spoon, how lucky I'll be.
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