Hello in there! I used to love to work 'dot to dot' puzzles, and eventually find out what the picture was. When I saw this window in Port Clyde, it took me back to evenings during Lent. I grew up Catholic and attended St. Joseph's Grammar School. During Lent, each nun-led classroom gave students an opportunity to sign out a large plastic statue of the Blessed Virgin Mary with an over sized rosary in its base for a week. Of course, this was an honor, so we all did. Our family always said the rosary, during this time of year, in the dining room on Stevens Avenue, but it was especially fun when the large rosary was present. Even though there were nights I got the giggles and found trouble, I still enjoyed fingering the large plastic beads on these evenings with our family together. What did I tell you... 'dot to dot'... started out at 1 and got to 100, and now look where I am. Spying in a window in Port Clyde on a sunny Sunday morning, and I'm transported back to a warm dining room and these special moments. Sister Ardmarabalis would be so proud!
Friday, May 6, 2011
Spring Weekend#5
Hello in there! I used to love to work 'dot to dot' puzzles, and eventually find out what the picture was. When I saw this window in Port Clyde, it took me back to evenings during Lent. I grew up Catholic and attended St. Joseph's Grammar School. During Lent, each nun-led classroom gave students an opportunity to sign out a large plastic statue of the Blessed Virgin Mary with an over sized rosary in its base for a week. Of course, this was an honor, so we all did. Our family always said the rosary, during this time of year, in the dining room on Stevens Avenue, but it was especially fun when the large rosary was present. Even though there were nights I got the giggles and found trouble, I still enjoyed fingering the large plastic beads on these evenings with our family together. What did I tell you... 'dot to dot'... started out at 1 and got to 100, and now look where I am. Spying in a window in Port Clyde on a sunny Sunday morning, and I'm transported back to a warm dining room and these special moments. Sister Ardmarabalis would be so proud!
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Thanks for sharing your memories.
ReplyDeleteThis window is special with all details. The lamp inside is very interesting in this composition.
Léia
Such a warm, soft photo w/memories to match.
ReplyDeleteThanks for these insights, in both photo and story. I never thought of it that way.
ReplyDeleteI absolutely love how the bird imprints on the tattered sheer curtains are watching over the statues on the sill. Awesome photo,beautiful memories of the hard wooden floors in the dining room on Stevens Avenue. My knees have never been the same.
ReplyDeleteHow lovely! Your sweet memories actually reminded me that sometimes when I was little, I wanted to be Catholic just so I could get a pretty necklace and dream about being Maria from the Sound of Music one day :-)
ReplyDeleteHappy Friday!
It's beautiful! I love how something so simple can trigger wonderful memories.
ReplyDeleteA lovely image and a very interesting story. I love reading your snippets of life. :)
ReplyDeleteHappy weekend!
Funny how that window brought back all those connections. God help any of you who damaged that statue - nuns could be so fierce but loving at the same time.
ReplyDeleteIt seems you have many warm memories of family and friends and of your town. You are very fortunate. Such memories can often carry a person through some difficult times!
ReplyDeleteAnother great story. This looks almost like an apparition.
ReplyDeleteVery nice post and I love the tones in that photo. Nice and warm
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteHappy weekend reflections.