Vintage

I’ll take the glass bottles, the trains, even the trading card secured to my bicycle frame with a wooden clothespin so it can make a rapid clacker sound as it hits the spokes of my tire. In fact give me anything with a vintage way about it and you won’t have to ask me to smile. Sure, change is great, except when it isn’t! A little less of everything would reward each us with a whole lot more.

‘Some say the antique syndrome surfaced to offset the newness of the land, the homes, and the settlers. Some say the interest was intended by a desire to return to the roots of yesterday. I contend the entire movement to acquire antiques was born out of sheer respect of things that lasted longer than fifteen minutes.”

Erma Bombeck

My new favorite word just might be, “older”, a word that escapes no one, nor anything. Even the day old, whatever it may be, will have something that comes after it!

Talk soon…

G