In our little Writing Club, “No Dead Horses”, we have made our way through a variety of writing exercises, character sketches, short stories, poetry like Limericks and Haiku, and we were ready to take on another challenge. ‘Let’s write a Blog,” someone said. What? Write a Blog? Before I could start, I had to find out what a Blog is. Here’s what I discovered . . .
Blog: On-line personal reflections, opinions, comments about activities and experiences.
Sounds simple, doesn’t it? I’ve never had trouble verbalizing my opinions, ideas, or questions about things. Now, all that has to be done is communicate these in an interesting way and in print form! So here goes, from my “Ageless Mind” to you . . .
With only a few Xmas presents waiting under the tree, I picked the one with the prettiest wrapping paper to open first. Eagerly I pulled back the paper and there it was - “Himalaya Salt Table Lamp”? I couldn’t resist licking a finger and wiping it down the side of the lamp to discover it really is salt! What will I do with it? The lamp needs to be plugged in and would need an extension –cord which might be a tripping hazard. It won’t provide enough light to read by or to light my way to the bathroom. It can’t be displayed with all my other collections - pigs, hedgehogs, Ukrainian Eggs, and moose. Nor will it fit with our extensive travel memorabilia we have on display.
Maybe this unusual and unneeded gift will be the impetus I need to pack up my treasures. I’m sure you have heard that our kids don’t want any of the “good” things that our generation accumulated because we felt we needed them”. That is why I have a plan to skip a generation and off-load our things on the grandchildren who might appreciate some of Granny’s stuff.
I can imagine there might be some haggling over a few items such as the silver candle snuffer or even the green marble mantle clock which, like the Grandfather’s clock of song, hasn’t chimed in years. The crystal water jug and glasses and the pewter tea set from pre-war China will fit nicely into whatever style of décor is popular. However, when they find the lamp made from Himalayan salt, I’m afraid that might be one they’ll argue over!
The grandchildren have always been a competitive bunch and this time a contest might be required to claim a treasured, but very “unusual” lamp. However, tucked inside the box I have included a note suggesting that the lamp should pass from one to the other at Xmas. With eight grandchildren, it would be eight years before it started its rounds again. Each would get to enjoy this conversation piece as I have. As well, every time it came up in conversation, they would be thinking of me! Clever, n’est pas?