We Would Have A Lot In Common

I just love old black and white photography.  I’ll even stop to look at box’s full of old photos at flea markets, it doesn’t matter that I don’t know the families.  To me, these old photos are like little time capsules, revealing the past.  I was looking at some old pictures of my grandma and grandpa’s house the other day. Their charming farm-house was very small. In fact, everything was in one big room. Yet, it’s where they managed to raise three kids. Much later, when I was a kid, the bedroom was  partitioned with a door for privacy.

What really struck me is how pretty grandma made everything look. I’m sure she did it all on a shoestring budget too. There’s a beautiful floral carpet, plush velvet sofa, plants on the radio, lace curtains and a really pretty dressing table.  It’s like a layout ripped out of a Ralph Lauren catalogue.

Here’s daddy taking a little nappy.  That sofa looks comfy.

I’m now, almost the same age as grandma was when she past away.  She was so young.  It’s really special that I was given her name, it’s a lovely connection to someone I wish I had gotten to know.

I imagine we’d spend time together working in the yard and talking about cooking, family or gardening. Did you notice the blanket on the sofa? I guess she must have loved kitties too.  Is it possible I inherited her love of cats and romantic country decorating?  I like to think so, it seems we would have a lot in common.

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41 thoughts on “We Would Have A Lot In Common

  1. Boomdee, I just had to pop back over and say again how much I loved this post. When I read it now, I remember the days when the WordPress universe was all new to me. Reading this post helped me feel at home here. I’ll always be grateful to you for welcoming me to this online blogging world!


    1. No worries Julia, I think it’s ok to leave the entire message but can modify if you’d rather too.

      How to add a link: In the Edit mode (where you write your post), click on ‘Add Media’ (same place you upload photo’s) in that menu, click ‘Insert from URL’. Meanwhile, open another window on your Mac or PC so you can go to the website or post you want to Link. Hi-lite the address (URL). Now just copy and paste it into Menu you opened at WP.

      Once you’ve copied the URL, give it a title. That’s how it will appear in your post. You can either add it as related Post at the end or even make it part of your post. There might be better info in the Support Section of WP if I’ve done a bad job of explaining it LOL. Hope that helps.


  2. (Just for you, not for publishing on the blog) How do you add the related posts at the end of your blog? Can you link to other people’s posts on other blogs? I see so many that would be good to add, for example this one about “a lot in common” would be a good link (I think it would anyway) on my post today – I want people to document their family’s history and realize how our collective histories are important, although they may not make the history books! Our grandparents and great-grandparents knew how to live well without most of what we think is “necessary.” I too love to look at old photos, no matter whose they are! Thanks for a great post and I’m glad you linked it to the one today or I might never have seen it.


    1. Thank you for your message Julia, I agree, family histories are nice to write down for generations that follow. There are many photo’s with people we don’t know or recognize or even know the date. I think my grandparents were too busy scratching out a living to even think of these things. I love the notion of farm life with all the animals and having a garden, but what a huge effort to live without power and running water. Old photo’s are like little time capsules, I never tire of them. Like you, even when it’s not my family, I still enjoy the story and history. I would be tickled if you linked to one of your posts, thank you for your kind support and for coming back to this story.


    1. Isn’t that funny? Maybe the Sears Catalogue because I don’t think Grandpa would have come to the city to shop for pretty things. I think it’s a fun photo too, I wish they would have said “mom come sit at your make up table, we’ll take a picture”. Thank you so much for stopping at all these posts, that’s so nice of you. xoK


  3. I also really like black and white pictures. I have some color pictures from 30 or 40 years ago, and the color is really starting to go on them–but black and white photos from the same time period are still perfect.


    1. Hi Sheryl, sorry I missed your message. I know what you mean about the colour fading on photo’s from the late 60’s early 70’s, must have been related to the developing. In some ways, I like the look of those too. But nothing beats old B&W’s. I’ve seen Wedding photo’s done recently in B&W too. To me they have a more personal feel. I think it’d be fun to do a whole album in B&W’s taken recently…mmmm, maybe a new project. Thanks for sharing! 🙂


  4. This is really gorgeous and wonderful. I loved the picture of Dad napping. And she was way too young when she passed away. xoxo


    1. Thanks again. We never know what life will throw in our way, so I’m mindful to remember to enjoy. I like that pic of Dad too, I guess he was probably 28 or 27 years old, just a youngster with everything ahead. Time does slip away if we aren’t careful. 🙂


  5. I was at Rumpy’s blog today and after seeing your beautiful cat’s and their sweet letter to Santa I decided to click over. It’s odd because I was remember my grandparent home today. We used an outhouse and heated water on the stove for bathing, which took place in a large metal tub. There was running water in the kitchen from a well with an elecric pump. In the summer we kids were allow to bath in the creek. I wonder if I could live like that now? When we were without power for almost 5 days after Sandy, I missed wifi more that electric light. I was almost happy to miss all the election advertisements but felt cut off from the world without the news. When I finally was able to see coverage of all the destruction I realized how news must have been 50 years ago. Now we know things from around the world in hours. I was between Philadelphia and Trenton and didn’t know how bad it was in New Jersey and New York. Sorry, I wandered away there…. I too was named after a grandmother who died very young. My father was twelve when she passed. I have a few pictures of a beautiful young woman who didn’t like as long as I have. I wonder what she might have taught me.

    Thank you for snagging my attention with your beautiful black cats. My Mistletoe is also black. She could be Petals and Blossom’s sister. I enjoyed your writing very much. Thank you for reminding me of where I come from and of how lucky I am for all I have.

    Wishing you peace and happiness,


    1. Hi Dorothy and thanks so much for popping over and sharing your memories. It would appear ‘We would have a lot in common’ too. The similarities are really surprising. I remember grandpa heating pots and kettles of water to add to the metal tub so all us kids could take turns in the same water…being the only girl, I got to go first. HA. pity my brothers.

      I’m really sorry to hear you were affected by Sandy. We’ve closely watched the coverage on our National News and it’s heartbreaking what’s happened to the area and the families there. We just never know how much we really on infrastructure.

      We had a really bad storm one early spring that was actually an ice storm. It brought down power poles in a pretty large part of the province. We had no power for 4 days, which also meant no heat and no water. It was pretty difficult, I can’t imagine weeks of it.

      50 years ago, we hadn’t even gone to the moon and a lot of people like my grandparents rarely travelled far. I think because their parents had come from a world away to settle here, once they got here they had no urge to leave again.

      Mistletoe is a cute name, was she a christmas present? I’ll be sure to come by your blog to visit. Thanks so much for your message and wishes.


  6. She made a lovely home indeed. Everything looks so clean and orderly, with lovely touches of velvet. Love the cat print, too. 🙂

    You look so much like her!!! What an amazing family resemblance. It’s so interesting what get passed down in our gene pool. I suspect you are like her in many ways.

    I suppose we can all get by on much less than we realize. After the 1989 earthquake we were without hot water for a week. Bathing in cold water in October wasn’t much fun, but hardly the hardship that others have endured. We take so much for granted.

    Lovely post, Boomdee. It struck a cord with many of your readers.


    1. What I remember as a kid was it being a real adventure. Their little farm house, more like a small cottage, had no electric or water or central heat. The big wood cook stove heated the house, water was from a well and light after dark was by lamp. Sounds like the 1800’s, but that was in the 60’s..surprising really.
      Aunty Kathleen and I had breakfast with a cousin of my grandma’s one morning and she also told me how much I looked like my grandma, so that’s really neat. Thanks for saying so. My Grandma was actually pretty tall and blonde, which was a little unusual in their neighbourhood. While she was born in Alberta, her parents were from Austria.


      1. How wonderful that you remember so much from that time. Memory is an interesting thing. Some things seem as sharp and clear as if they happened yesterday, and others are just lost completely.

        Your love for your dad is so sweet. I know you miss him terribly.

        I’m glad you have the aunts and cousins that you do. What a wonderful thing.


  7. When Jen was a kid, her great-grandma had a well pump to get water in the house and the family used an outhouse. They did eventually get running water. It was a big deal! Your pics there remind her of their house.

    PS: Tell Petals and Blossum Santa’s Helpers posted their letter today! woo woo woo!


    1. Hi Rumpy Dog (and DeDe, June Buggie & Jen) thank you so much for posting Petals & Blossums letter to Santa, that’s really really exciting. It’s also so nice to hear all your fans routing for Petals & Blossum to get their Christmas Wish.

      Your great-grandmas house sounds like many I’ve known, out in the farming area my dad grew up in. It doesn’t seem too long ago really. Grandpa had a well near his house, but it wasn’t on an electric pump, it actually had a bucket…It’s what I’d call ‘executive camping’. 🙂


  8. What a fun post—I love the pictures. My grandmothers and great-grandmothers also kept beautiful, small homes! I think much more thought went into it than we realize, and they certainly saved for the furniture (which lasted forever, I think my cousin has my great-grandmother’s late 50s/60s sofa!) and art and other things. That plus they worked so hard to keep things neat and clean. I love looking at pictures of peoples’ grandparents’ and parents’ homes! Thank you for sharing them.


    1. Thanks for enjoying them Jen. I don’t know if you’ve ever seen the plastered, whited washed, Ukrainian cottages with thatched roofs but that’s what their house was like, except they had a shingled roof. I remember sleeping there in the winter and the walls were ice cold. How nice someone in your family is enjoying your great grandmothers sofa, I love when people mix old and new decor for an updated urban chic look. I love that carpet and it kind of reminds me of my ‘over-the-top’ floral carpet in my craft room. Thanks for your message!


  9. Great remembering grandma & grandpa. Grandma was very kind, and I think the artistic ability comes from her side of the family, as I think i mentioned to u her brother Steven (who drown in the North Saskatchewan river at an early age) was an artist. Also a cousin who lived in Calgary and recently deceased (Annie Sawchuk’s half brother) taught art in Calgary at Southern Alberta College.
    Keep up the good work, and when u need more black & white photos to look at let me know. LUL


    1. Hi Aunty, we’re missing you. xo I would love to look at some old photo’s. I never tire of it. So the artist gene may have been from the Darda’s, maybe past down to them from their parents. It would be so nice to know the whole story. I guess I’d have to go to Austria to figure it all out. But what you’ve share is amazing, otherwise we’d be lost. Thanks for always being there. LUL 2 xoK


  10. You bring up so many things to reflect on in one post. I’m old enough to remember many of those things. We lived in Germany in my formative years with a community well pump and a ROW of outhouses. I can easily manage with very little water and have many times. Indoor plumbing, now that one always set my teeth on edge even as a child. 🙂


    1. Oh how interesting Marlene. Do you go back to visit now. We were in Germany in 2008. We stopped in Cologne, Munich Boppard and Heidelberg. What struck me is how clean and organized everything is. My husband practically ate his way thru Germany, chocolates and pretzels. It’s not all that long ago that people used Outhouses and not everyone had a phone. When I first moved out to the country, we had a partyline (shared a phone line)…now everyone has one in their purse. LOL. Thanks for sharing! Have a great weekend.


    1. Thank you so much. The things that make a house a home don’t always show up on film, but it’s fun to see where grandma lived and raised my dad and his brothers and sisters. I think it looked very welcoming too. Thanks for all your visits.


  11. Ohhhh… I love this tribute. Odd timing, as I was thinking about Dad the other day… the colour of his eyes, and knowing that his & mine were so similar, and it got me thinking about what Grandma’s were like. I think my dad had a lot her her traits, like his gentle soul, and I had wondered where he got his artistic abilities from… I guess it was her…. I find it so funny that as cousins, we both have some similar interests, like decorating and writing and love of all things pretty!. I guess we’re connected in more ways than I thought! xo


    1. Awww, ((( Sher ))), yes what a good mom she was to raise such gentle and kind boys. You’re lucky to inherit the green eyes, I don’t know if Gran’s were green but dads were too. I can see the artistic gene popping up everywhere. I’ll always remember your dads sense of humour and his easy laugh, I know you miss him so much. We do to. I think that must be from Grandma too. Dad was really good drawer and Wayne has that talent too. Maybe there is a DNA for it. I’m sad that no one was able to enjoy any of the furniture. I remember Dad being disappointed that someone broke into the house after grandpa moved to town and stole almost everything, even the stove. I hope their Karma is paying them back. I love that we are connected in so many ways, I miss you! xoK


      1. How sad to have all his things taken like that. I’m so glad you have the photographic remembrances. You have a rich history with lots of family and photos to keep you connected with it. How wonderful for you.


        1. Thank you Alys. It’s very odd that anyone would happen upon their house, it wasn’t even that close to town. While our history is rich, the family isn’t too big. A few of us hang in there to represent. 🙂


        2. That does seem very strange.

          You’re family sounds big to me, but I guess it’s all perspective. My dad had just one sister and she didn’t have children, so when Aunt Alys passed in 2008, that was the last of any family on his side.

          My mom had two sisters, but they weren’t close. I had two cousins that I never really knew. They were much older as I recall, adults when we were young kids. All our grandparents are long gone too. I use to envy folks with big families. They always seemed so close.


        3. Well, it is nice to celebrate milestones and holidays with those you love. Be it family or friends who are like family. Living in a small community for so long, you really get to know your neighbours. We feel really lucky to have been included at birthdays while their kids grew up and just all the events that come and go. We actually know most of their extended family too. It’s a small world really.


    1. You’re so right Susan, it’s totally what you get used to. We lived at a rural property for 25 years and had a cistern. To save water, I brought my laundry to town for 25 years. People couldn’t imagine, but I’d make a whole day of it. There’d be lunch with a friend, grocery’s, stop at the Scrapbook store, coffee at Chapters and usually a walk thru the garden centre. I never thought of it as a chore, it really was MY fun day. Thanks so much for all your visits. I’m also bonkers for all animals I love all the critters you hi-lite on your site 🙂


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