Smallest Vase

It seems that I love vases.  And flowers.  It’s true. This sweet little vase used to be a knife handle, and I can’t imagine who on earth ever thought of making this into a refrigerator magnet, but there it is.  I’m told granddaughter, Jamie, picked this out for me.  I hear from their mom that one or the other will occasionally say, “Oh, look. This looks like something Grandma Ruth would love,” and they’re always right.  I always do love it!  Lucky me.

Other ‘stuff’ on the front of the fridge, pictured here ~ granddaughter, Tate, playing her sax (part of her HS graduation invitation) and a partial drawing by grandson, Asher, at Starbucks.  (I turned out to be a Starbucks truck!) I’m sure my fridge is no more cluttered than many other grandmother’s, but mine gives me such joy.  If you are a grandparent, I’m sure you understand.

About beeconcise

A Southern writer living in the Pacific Northwest.
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