I have a problem. I am so sentimental that it’s hard for me to let go of anything that is attached to a loving memory. I’m especially fond of the little pieces of jewelry that have been given me over the years. I doubt that any of them have great monetary value but the heart tug worth is immeasurable.
The wonderful items above belonged to my husband’s grandmother who was 97 when she passed away. A true western pioneer she shared incredible stories of watching the advancement of society going from horseback, to cars and finally to jets. She did love to fly!
The vintage white wool wrap was made by her. You can see the little seed pearls and rhinestones that she carefully stitched on. The jewelry pieces were given to me by her daughter, Aunt Peaches, after Grandma died. Aren’t they amazing?
As a young girl I loved looking through our Mother’s jewelry. She came from humble beginnings and lived a simple life. These are a few of the things that she cherished as I do now.
From a very young age I remember these two pins. They may have been my Grandmother’s before coming to my Mother. The little cameo is so precious. It’s got to be 50 – 60 years old, at least. It’s not hand painted but has a wonderful scene and the setting is beautiful with the metal braiding and fine leaves.
The silver filigree floral pin is exquisite and so delicate. On the back is a tiny silver mark that says Mexico. The craftsmanship is amazing and I wonder how they managed to do that by artistry by hand.
Here is a close up of a necklace my Mother loved and wore often. The flower slides up and down on the delicate chains to allow it to slip on and off easily. If you look closely you’ll see that the flower’s center is made of very fine metal mesh.
The rich amber-brown clip earrings are so special and fancy! I love to wear them with a sweater, jeans and boots. So unexpected! Mom would love that.
And now for the Pièce de résistance!
Nothing makes me happier than to have been given this incredible bracelet of my Grandmother’s. It is crazy cool! No, those are not real rubies but this costume jewelry circa 1930’s or 1940’s is a true treasure.
Whenever I wear any of these pieces of history I’m reminded of the wonderful people who have come before us and how even a little treasure passed along can mean so much.
Dedicated to my sweet mother Barbara, my dearest Nana Tenora and to Grandma Jesma. Miss you all!
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