This old beetle with a flowerbed in it was my mother’s idea many years ago. I love you, mom! ❤️
This cute item belonged to my grandparents, I remember it being on a shelf in the stairway to the basement of their home in Flushing, Michigan in the 1960s when they had a big farm. There were also several little mugs with creepy old man sailor faces on them in this stairwell that always creeped me out.
I swear they were all staring at me!! Isn’t it so strange, the persistence of memory? The donkey was photographed against a white paper background about three years ago in my apartment.
Last night, I came across this fun old TV commercial for the Elan model Ski Doo, a sled that members of my family owned in the early 1970s when our family traveled to northern lower Michigan almost every weekend to ride hundreds of miles on our sleds, and always pulling a trailer sled that had all of the food and booze for a nice campfire late in the day. Those days of riding were great fun, so many wonderful memories! Sadly, most of those family members, aunts, and uncles have passed. They are gone now, yet they still and will live on in my heart.