The rhythms of becoming an heirloom are rough for some & smooth for others. I thought of this when I picked these heirloom tomatoes at the farmer’s market. When I arrived home, I felt that they deserved a nice rest in the soft lap of my grandmother’s bowl.
Heirloom Tomatoes | Lisa Porter | The Lisa Porter Collection
We spent our last summer evening appreciating much ~ along with a few heirlooms. As I was sitting in the cool grass with Granny’s bowl in my lap I was reminded of the cycles of life, of the rightness of change, loss & rebirth.
Heirloom Tomatoes | Lisa Porter | The Lisa Porter Collection
For the first time, I used my Great Grandmother’s pairing knife that my cousin Kris sent to me. In her note she said ~ Grandmother Collier peeled a ‘million’ peaches for preserves and for pickling with this pairing knife. She always liked a very sharp knife. The best part though ~ the soft and comfortable handle.
Isn’t it amazing how memories can unfold. Thank you Kris ~ I love it & you too!
Hope you’re all having a great weekend!
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