Some stories are best told with pictures. The words can clutter the meaning.
Seventeen years ago, my mother packed up her wedding china in a large box.
It sat in storage for fifteen years. For the past two years, it was kept at my sister’s house. Last weekend, the box was delivered to me. As I unwrapped each precious
dish and cup, I was intimately aware that my mother’s hands were the last to
touch each item. It felt, more than anything, that it was her loving care that I was unleashing.
I felt honored to solve the puzzle of how to incorporate her Noritake China set into my
household. I felt uplifted to touch, assorted other collectibles, two 150-year old hand-painted plates from Germany, her Dresden plate and a little German vase exquisitely decorated with a gilt and floral design.
I will leave the rest to the images.
|1. Seventeen year old 40"x24" x24" carton.|
|2. Like an archaeological dig, packed in layers.|
|4. An extensive number of dishes assembled.|
|3. Unwrapping requires patience and time.|
|5.Storage of 1952 Noritake takes some space.|
|5a. Noritake Mark.|
|6. Our family cake plate. Dresden china.|
|9. German vase, hand-painted.|
|8. German serving bowl, hand-painted.|