Matriarch & Roosters
29 Aug 2009Last weekend I went with my mom & sis to visit my grandmother in upper NY state, in a proper little Adirondack town, and we stayed in a proper little Adirondack motel, complete with folksy furniture:
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I swear I wanted to take that dresser home. I’m pretty sure it’s the rooster.
Somehow roosters have found their way into my life via the very people on that trip: my grandparents’ dishes were this awesome Metlox Poppytrail Rooster set;
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my mom gave me this stately wooden rooster a few years ago (with articulated legs, natch, he sits on my TV);
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and my sister gave me this lovely little rooster painting (it guards the vanilla raw sugar in the kitchen) for Christmas last year:
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And here we all are out on a little tour through the neighbourhood, sans roosters.