Vroom Vroom

Still on the potty walk from last night's post, we walked by a museum of antique cars.

Diamond in the Rough

 Saw this old girl on a neighborhood walk.  A lot of lovin' and she could be quite a beauty.

Slatternly

Sifting through my collections this evening and found this.  I thought for sure I had blogged it before, but I looked through all of my blog pics and didn't see it.   This is one of my mom's coin banks.  As seen in 2010.

Aristocratically

When I was picking up my friend yesterday, this 1942 Packard Super-8 One-Sixty convertible pulled into the lot.  

According to "the Googles", this car was only made for 3 years: 1940-1942.  It has a 356 cubic inch straight-eight engine with 165 hp, which was more powerful than the Cadillac of the time.

Eccentrically

This was the kitchen ceiling light cover in my childhood home before the kitchen was remodeled in the early 80s.

It's hand-painted with a quirky motif that is some kind of weird fruit bird.  Or at least that's what I've always thought it looks like.

It's traveled with me through several moves.  I was hoping to find a spot to put it in our current home, but I accidentally cracked it tonight.  I figure what better way to commemorate it than by photographing and blogging it.

Ringy-dingy

Times were tough during the Great Depression.  People did whatever they had to do to make money.  One of the things my grandparents did was to run their town's telephone switchboard out of their house.

While my grandmother took care of the daily housework, my mom's sole chore was to run the switchboard.  My mom started doing this at a young age and sometimes wasn't equipped to deal with impatient townsfolk who would make snide comments when she didn't connect the calls fast enough.  Implying that my mom should be doing chores instead of running a switchboard.  My grandmother gave the impatient callers quite a tongue-lashing for getting on my mom's case and tartly informed them that the switchboard WAS my mom's chores.

I believe mom took these pictures when they were getting ready to sell the switchboard equipment in the 1960s.

Similarly

 They're both plants, but only one is real.

Tea

Here is some "spring tea."  The transitional time between the last dregs of winter and full-blown spring can be quite messy and dirty.  

Went for a walk past the "Sculpture Park House" again today and got some more interesting pics.  Some of the pieces I blogged last week have already moved or disappeared.  This yard is definitely an ever-evolving landscape.

Maybe one of these days I'll get to talk to the artist.

Contrastingly

 Old flower plates and new spring flowers - more of the eclectic mix from Saturday's walk.

Dillydally

 I'm guessing this is one of my ancestors, but I don't know which one.  I like the cool old car, but it ain't got nothing on that guy's boots.  I wonder how long it took to lace those puppies up every day!

Commemoratively

It's nice to be able to decorate for Christmas again.  And for me, the decorations wouldn't be complete without a nativity scene.  

This year is extra special.  Partly because we have a finished house and can decorate for Christmas, my favorite holiday, again.  In addition, not only do I get to set up the nativity set that belonged to my mom but now it is an expanded display because my husband's mom had the same set with extra pieces I could combine with what I already had.  I can commemorate the birth of Jesus and remember two special ladies in my life who celebrate Jesus' birthday in heaven now.

My 31 Days of Christmas Celebration continues.

Swanky

 Dad loved his cars.  Had to have a new one every two years, in his younger days.  Circa 1960.

Sleekly

 Flashback to a car show in Hastings last summer.

Languishingly

 

Perdurability

Many years ago, Minneapolis and St. Paul dug up their streets to remove streetcar tracks.  In the process, they also dug up all the cobblestones that paved the streets in bygone days that were hidden under the asphalt.

These are a few that must have been rescued by my husband's mom during that time.  I think I have one somewhere too.

Scrolly

Manufactory

Apparently, my mom wanted to show people the building where she worked, which was Horton Manufacturing at the time.

I know it wasn't to document the car, because their blue 1961 Olds Starfire convertible wasn't in the greatest shape in this pic.

2x2 neg scanned with Epson V600.  I love the bigger negatives!

Cutesy

Roughly

Transportability

Time for another round of:  What is it?