by Jacqueline Smith
These were my Grandmother Lee Smith's –– know as "Granny Smith" like the apples or "Grandcracker Smith" she hated that one–– copper flower print plates. When I was little, I had no clue how cool they were. But today, I adore them ––even the ink stains, dents, and old cedar wood backs.
I feel really fortunate to have my Grandma's beautiful things in my home. My dad generously said I could have whatever I wanted of hers years ago, and I don't think I knew how important his selflessness was, until recently losing a close friend. Having something beautiful in your space, that reminds you of loved ones, makes a home, a home.
From what I remember, she wasn't an artist –– in the traditional sense of the word. In her own collecting way, though, she was. Her bright Walnut Creek, California living room had so many african violet flowers of all colors –– deep purple, blues, pinks–– always healthy, happy illuminated fuzzy green leaves at the base of her windows. She had dozens if not hundreds of bells in a glass hutch. Ceramic, glass, wooden bells–– all being collected because they were beautiful. And kitchen utensils! All with the same orange, green, and white floral patterns.
Today, our Shoppe is full of beautiful things we get really excited to share with others, but some things –– some of our collections –– are not for sale, including this priceless family heirloom: Copper Floral Print Plates.