sometimes i fall out of love with absolutely everything and so i just look at photos of donuts on pinterest.
My little Nana was a four-foot-nothing sassy angel, so it was devastating to say the least when she slipped away suddenly last winter. We got the call a few hours before dawn, at the very cusp of the grandest snowfall of the year. By morning the city was blanketed and absolutely silent, which I like to think she somehow had something to do with.
A year later I finally unpacked some of her belongings, among them a set of treasured teacups. I wonder what laughs and gossip they’ve eavesdropped on over the decades, and whether they’ve encountered the kinds of Oolongs and herbal teas that fill my pantry…
What are your favourite family keepsakes?
Love and sweets.