How on earth do I choose? There are so many things that I treasure.
“Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.” ― L.M. Montgomery
Each has a story to tell. And I cannot post them here without honouring their tales.
My grandfather made me this wooden tub as a gift when we left Finland. I was seven. He told me it was for washing dolls clothes.
On the base he had written me a message in English, a language he had learned many , many years earlier when living in Canada.
“This is made of all kind remains and it is not as good as I hope.
Regards from Katvela from Alma + vanha (old) Onni. 1960”
As the writing faded, I ever so carefully traced over it to preserve it. He was also the champion wooden ladle maker in the county.
He said they were made to be used, so I did. Not anymore.
Let me introduce you to ‘Mustakuono’ (Black nose) the bear. He’s only little. He’s also the first gift I received from The Retired Husband.
He came to me with his life story – found abandoned on the beach. Mustakuono has been joined by a whole family of little bears over the years.
But he remains the most special of them all. Next to him is The Gorilla, an anniversary gift.
A Mother’s Day gift from my son when he was in kindergarten
A 60th birthday gift from my brother. Handcrafted by him, the wooden handle being sourced from a rare hardwood the name of which I can’t remember.
The blade has been made from tempered steel that has been folded over and over.
Solid black opal ring and pendant. My father found the opal whilst fossicking in Lightning Ridge and had it cut and set as a gift for Mum for their 40th wedding anniversary.
“Unlike ordinary opals, black opals have carbon and iron oxide trace elements present, which cause the unusual darkness of the stone. Because of their dark body tone, the rainbow colours in a black opal stand out much better than lighter opals. This vibrancy of colour makes black opal the most valuable form of all opals….Lightning Ridge is famous for the black opal… In 2008, the black opal was named as the ‘gemstone emblem’ for New South Wales. ”
The round brooch is part of an ancient design used in Finnish National Costumes. Mine was stolen many years ago when our house was broken into along with several other sentimental pieces of jewellery. I ‘put out’ a plea for their return. This brooch came back into my life serendipitously through a work colleague who brought it in to show me what her daughter had gifted her. Seeing my expression, she co-erced the story from me. The next day, I found the brooch on my desk!
The wooden jewellery box I received from my nephew who bought it in Saudi Arabia whilst serving on the HMAS Kanimbla during the Gulf War. It’s contents are other items I inherited from my mother’s estate. A real orchid encased in a brooch. And the large silver brooch, gifted to Mum by a close friend who never had a chance to give it to her before her death.
The brass handle belongs to my father’s favourite walking stick.
And the bark basket contains other family treasures inherited from Mum and Dad.
© Raili Tanska