Monthly Archives: August 2013
I got flowers for my birthday. Two weeks ago, that was, and look at them! I guess there’s some kind of metaphor available about getting older and still holding on to one’s looks, or essential inner shiny self, or — the heck with it. Flowers pretty!
A ‘breast washer’, according to Retronaut.com, 1930‘s section, scroll down a bit and remember they just catalogue the pictures. I know that, in the wake of the ‘everything is possible’ movement of the early 1900‘s, especially the ‘everything is possible if you only wash thoroughly’ quilting bee, many Innovations and Improvements were proposed to relieve […]