Snowdrops Sighting

Snowdrops Sighting

When we left NC on Monday morning, I ran down to take a quick photo of my snowdrops. I planted them ten years ago this past fall. The gorgeous warm weekend invited them out of hiding. But by Monday morning, it was gray and cold again. At this point, I’ll take any sign of spring that I can get. But these flowers reminded me of a little bit of my personal history. I suppose ten and a half years ago, Henry and I had been dating for two and a half years. We didn’t really talk about marriage until he applied for a position in Columbia, SC. Maybe we visited during the wrong (or right) time of year, but I distinctly remember realizing that the only thing separating Columbia from hell is a screen door. Talk about hot, humid and land-locked.

I picked up a lovely set of porcelain tea cups and saucers, which we still use. I have a weakness in tableware. Other than that, I told Henry if he wanted me to move to SC with him, we had to get married. Fortunately we never moved farther south. But that job interview got some other things rolling. A couple of months passed. I was at Belk, picking up a wedding present and a set of everyday china stopped me in my tracks. I was in love. Yes, with some china. At this point, we had already looked at rings and items had been purchased (I think)! So it didn’t seem too out of the blue when I spotted four bridesmaids dress on the clearance rack in Belk that very day. I didn’t have an exact bridesmaid dress in mind, but these fell into my mental color pallet. And why not? They were $60. Marked down from $240. They would totally work and there were the exact number I needed and relatively close in size. I had always considered finding something that everyone would wear again. But does that ever really happen? I decided on a whim that the less expensive option was better than the practical. I made some calls (to Henry first, of course) and scooped them up. Besides. If they didn’t work out, I could return them. Lo and behold, I did get engaged and this year we will celebrate ten years of wedded bliss. These little snowdrops I planted that fall far preceded my May wedding, but they will always remind me of Alice, my everyday china by Gien. I rarely use her now. Oh, Alice, how I’ve missed you. Maybe one day we will unpack your wide-rimmed soup bowls once again. This year also marks five years in DC, when we first carefully packed up our goodies and moved them in Mom’s basement. Whew. That went by fast.

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