1) We have what appears to be a food processor blade ( white plastic, curved) in the kitchen. Did Mother ever have a food processor? I never knew that she did.
2) We have what appears to be a dinosaur bone (round end of a femur bone, possibly) in the front yard. Dennis uncovered it last year when he was turning under the sod. We left it pretty much where he found it (only now it is above ground) , mostly because we don't know what to do with it. It is there among the rocks and plants, glowering with mystery.
3) Mother's dining room table has been returned to health. I never dreamt when I started washing it with Murphy's Oil Soap, and wiping it down with furniture oil, that I would see the transformation which has occurred. Wood must be magic. What was old, rough, bleached, and spotted, is now smooth, dark, and has a uniform glossy finish.
When I took the one chair into Gerry's Furniture Refinishing to get it re-glued, Gerry remarked that it was an unusual piece of furniture because it was made of soft oak. It does not appear to have been a pricey dining room set. Nevertheless, it has withstood decades of use - Mother is eating today everyday at the table at which she ate everyday as a child.
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