When Mama moved into her little apartment in assisted living she had to radically downsize so much of the stuff in her home was sold or given away. One of the things that she was going to get rid of was her little suitcase, so I asked for it. Back when my girls were small, no matter how long Mama was coming to visit us for she always fit everything in that one small suitcase. My girls and I still wonder how she did that! Since coming to my house the suitcase has been sitting in the stairwell on top of the antique trunk. For Christmas I simply opened it up and filled it with some greens, pinecones, and gilded pears and apples.
It makes me smile every time I see it.
This week’s simple pleasure~
also linking to Southern Hospitality