Tuesday, February 16, 2016

~Beddoes Family Heirloom~Cherished Collection~

I have several collections.  I am pretty sure you would call me a collector.  No, I am not a "hoarder"!  Yikes, I hope I don't fall in that classification.  My kids tell me I am too clean and I like things "tidy" so I don't fall in the dreaded "hoarder" circle.  But I most definitely have an obsession with the things I collect.
My Milk Glass Collection continues to grow.
In-spite of me telling myself, "Do not buy any more!"
Ha, that's a joke!  

And my Salt and Pepper collection is also something I keep collecting.  

Oh, did someone say Tea Cups.  Yes, yes! But they now have to be 
Three Legged.
Or of course very old, or belong to someone I love.

Well, I could go on and on about things I collect.  Including my family and friends.  They actually are my favorite collections and my most cherished.  But, there is something I cherish very much. 
It belonged to my Great-Great- Grandmother, Riah Brockhouse Beddoes.  I never knew her, nor do I know very much about her or my Beddoes family.  My mother's father Richard Bliss Beddoes died when my mother was very young.  And of course as you all know my mother, Bonnie Bliss Beddoes Daley died when I was very young.  Therefore I don't have a lot of stories about my Beddoes family, and many of their possessions went to other family members.  But. . . . . 

My family kept in contact with my Grandfather's Aunt.  Eliza Beddoes Curtis.  If fact I remember her. I went to her house often with my Grandmother.
In Great-Great-Aunt Eliza's possession was this beautiful old water pitcher and glasses.  Which had belonged to her mother, my Great-Great Grandmother Riah Beddoes.

It is beautiful, it is delicate, it is old.  I figure it is over
150 years old.  It came with Riah Beddoes from England. 
She and my Great-Great Grandfather William Beddoes came to 
American in 1860.  They sailed from Liverpool, England with two little girls.
They landed in New York City, and took a train to Cincinnati, Ohio, and then made
Their way to Winter Quarter, Nebraska.  There they purchased a hand-cart
And made the long treacherous trip to Salt Lake City, Utah.
They eventually settled in Salem, Utah.
In that small little handcart they could only have 14 pounds per person.
This water pitcher must have meant a lot to Riah, because she
brought this water pitcher and glasses from England to Utah.
Under very difficult circumstances.

My Great-Great Aunt Eliza took tender care of this beautiful amber set of glasses and pitcher.  When Aunt Eliza died at the age of 92, my Grandpa's cousin inherited all of Aunt Eliza's things.  One day cousin Flora came to see my Grandmother and she gave her this beautiful family heirloom.  She told my Grandmother that Aunt Eliza wanted her to have it.  Now how on this earth did I ever have this passed to me.  I am sure it was through the heavenly angels of my Beddoes family.  My Grandma Dot Beddoes died when I was 17 years old.  My two Aunts inherited her things, and I only received a few things that had belonged to my Grandma.  I am the oldest Granddaughter, and I lived with my Grandma.  When they were divided Grandma's things, they decided to draw names to see who would get this cherished Family Heirloom.  And my name was drawn! I knew then and I know now, My Great-Great Grandmother Riah Beddoes, and my Grandma Dot Beddoes wanted me to have this.  And I believe Aunt Eliza wanted me to have it also.  

I protect it, I cherish it. I love it.  It is a symbol of my Beddoes heritage. It is kept in my curio cabinet so everyone can see it. . .but never touch it. . .the glass is thin, it is old and very delicate.  It is mine. . just as my Beddoes family is mine.  
The Beddoes Family Heirloom

Some may say "oh, it is just things, or stuff." I say yes it is. . .but it once belonged to someone who cared about it. . .who cherished it.  Who took great lengths to preserve it.  "Things" are reminders of People. People who walked this earth, just as we do, they loved, they cried, they had losses, they had heartaches. They worked, they had challenges.  But through it all they experienced joy, happiness and great blessings from God. Only things? No, things had a life too.  They were part of a persons life. And very possibly gave them much happiness in having something.  
Yes, my most valuable and cherished collections is my husband and our children, our grandchildren, our posterity. My parents, my grandparents and the list goes on and on.  My friends I have "collected" along my journey here on earth  are treasures to me also. "Man is that he might have joy." 
My collections bring me joy. . .and this particular family heirloom brings me abundant joy.  It belonged to my Beddoes family, of which I am a daughter of. . .

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Monday, February 8, 2016

Valentine You Hold My Heart

Well hello!  I am happy you found me, and want to see some of the things I have done for this Sweet Little Month of February. . Isn't she a little sweetheart. . A short month but she is packed with lots of goodies.  Of course Valentine's Day is her bright shining, all around, loved holiday.  Wouldn't you say?

The Valentine Shelf
I am still decorating for holidays even after all the children are grown and have children of their own.  I don't know what it is about me, but I just can't resist a little decorating for the small holidays.  Maybe it is because it makes me happy. . Hey! Whatever makes me happy, I want to do.  I really do like Love Valentine's.
No pressures, just pure goodness in my heart.  How could you not love it. . sharing your thoughts of love to those who mean the most to you.  What can I say. . .I like spreading the words of love.

You Hold My Heart!
Hurrah! I finished the chalkboard counted cross stitch. . .My second one. . Not as hard as the first one. I think I am learning some of the tricks of working on black cloth.  I can't help but love it. . .And the adorable frame I found at Michael's (on sale, of course) is perfect for this piece.  What I look at it it makes me Happy.


So, I am just puttering around doing a few little projects.  I am loving doing these chalkboard designs.  I have one going right now, it is for Spring.  I always like to think that February let's us know that Spring is just around the corner.  Today the sun was shining.  Even though there is still 20 inches of snow on the ground.  The sky was a beautiful blue.  So, I know Spring will be coming . . . but I live in Utah, and it has been known to snow on the 4th of July.  Many Easter picnics have been ruined because it was cold and snowy. But at least I have a comfy cozy little home, that makes me happy and I decorate to celebrate whatever the weather is outside.

Oh, goodness, there is that little Terrorists Teddy.  He is always up to something.  And as soon as he sees I have the camera he is right there, photo bombing.  But if I try to get a nice picture of him and his brother little obedient Terrorists, Cash. . .Teddy won't have anything to do with the camera. But, what would my life be like if I didn't have these two little Characters. . my life has always been full of characters, and terrorists.
I hope you are having a delightful month.  Be sure to come back, I have a few more things to show you.  And a real special post about something that I cherish. . .Very old and very unique, it has been in my family for over a hundred years. I can't believe I inherited it. . .Be sure to check back.

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Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Slow Going For Me!

I am a little, (a lot) slow at blogging.  So sorry,  I really don't mean to be neglectful, but I guess I really am.  You have been on my mind, and when I get a chance I check on everyone.  But I certainly have been slow getting to my blog and letting you know I am still here.
left me in a hurry.  For being a long month it sure did go by fast.  
So now it is
And I am determined it is not going to get past me so fast.  And it is a short month. 
Well, none the less, I do have proof that I did not waste my days in January.  I have 20 inches of snow in my yard, so that tells you I have spent a lot of time inside working on my projects.                                           
I follow a cute little blog called Priscillas (click here) she stitches the most beautiful cross stitch. While visiting her blog I noticed all the cute "chalkboard" counted cross stitches she has done.  I love to cross stitch also, so of course, I wanted to do the "chalkboard".  Oh, let me tell you.. . . . I love it! But, it is hard! Cross stitching on black cloth is HARD!  But. . . Oh! The design is so fun and I love it.  
Don't tell anyone but I unpicked a lot of stitches.  Black cloth is not very forgiving.  Nor is the pattern.  Shhhh!  Don't tell!  My next one has improved. . .Thank goodness!
I will be showing the February one in a few days.  
Please do come back.  And leave a note to tell me you have been here.  I love hearing from you.
I was in a panic when I saw that I had lost some of my followers, but then I read Marty's post at 
A Stroll Thru Life and she said you have to be signed in with a Google Account to follow the blogs now.
I was afraid some of my friends didn't like me any more :(  That would make me sad.
So please get a Google Account if you don't have one, and follow me back.  
I thought I would leave you with a pictures of my Little Terrorists.
Teddy and Cash
They are on neighborhood patrol. . I feel so secure!

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