Escape of Notions

Holly Hobbie was the cutest, most wholesome doll. This was another lunch box I had. I love the falling leaves, the colors of Autumn, and whimsy of little girls.

I never had a little girl. What fun it must be playing with dolls, yet being all grown up. Stretching the imagination along with a little daughter seems like a treasure lost. Sara would have been my daughters name. I did get to enjoy Tabitha, my niece, who was killed post-tornado due to a tree falling on her while she slept. We did the Kaboodle thing every morning. I even bought her a kiddyboodle full of kiddy makeup. And she loved her Mister Potato Head earrings. We painted fingernails, and toe nails. It was a joy.

My sister is having a girl, but I won't get to enjoy her. Possibly, some child of mine, which I doubt, may eventually get married, and have a daughter. Otherwise, I'll just have to babysit the nursery at church, I guess.

Autumn is such a festive time. Although I detest Halloween and everything it stands for, I do love Harvest time. The moon was full this morning, and popping huge just over the horizon at 6:00 am. The smells are different; the nip in the air is fresh. Golds, rustic reds, olive greens, cocoa browns, what a beautiful combination of color.

Here is my short poem: Ode to Autumn

I feel Autumn in the air.
Take a moment, stop and stare.
All the leaves upon the trees,
are now swept up by a brisk, cool breeze.

Doesn't nature ever stop?
Must the leaves change their frock
from lovely green, to red and gold?
What a sight to behold!

It's all in the Artist hand.
Sit back, relax, see Autumn again.

Just another picture of a lunch box from times gone by.  I liked this one, but it had a silly game on the back that I didn't like.  This lunch box was selling for over $100.00 on Ebay.  Wonder where all of my lunch boxes went too?!

Biblegateway.com - Verse of the Day

“Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.”- Ephesians 4:29

 

This is but one of the lunch boxes I had growing up: it's probably my favorite.  I almost never got to use them, but on those days my mother would relent and let me pack a lunch, boy, was it the best food you could eat.  The flavor of the food was mellow and warm, and the smell was a congolmeration of aromas.  Ooohhh, I shiver to think about it. 

My friend, Kay, used to love bologna and cheese sandwiches after they got warm in the car.  I liked my apple with warm milk from my thermos, or a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on white bread.  And, nothing was better than my slightly brown warm banana with my warm thermos milk.  Um, Um, good!

They don't make lunch boxes like these anymore, and I'd love to collect them, but I figure the picture will do because of have no room for display.  These vintage lunch boxes may be old and rusty, like me...haha, but the memories are just as fresh as the food I ate from them.