Monday, April 8, 2013
I found this button amongst items that belonged to my late grandmother. My grandfather worked for the Chesapeake and Ohio Railroad, or the C&O for many years and the Chessie Cat logo and the railroad in general has special meaning in the homes of his family still. As children, he would take my brother and I with him as he went to the shop on a Saturday; engines were kept running, I assume, while certain repairs were being made and to a little girl, they were enormous and very loud. I found them intimidating but they helped me to develop a healthy respect for trains and the power they wield. Mostly when we were there, besides exploring our grandfather's office, we played on a caboose stuck in the back corner of the shop. There wasn't anything more fun then imagining we were riding the rails from the back of the train, waving to all those sitting in their cars as we rode on by. "Sleep like a kitten, and arrive fresh as a daisy was the C&O advertising trademark back in the 50's or 60's and in the 90's I had my own cat, named Chessie, of course!
This wasn't the only Button I rediscovered myself with this past weekend. Friday evening, on a bit of a whim, I met B from Buttons Thoughts. For those of you who know B through her blog, you know she has a big heart, loves her country life and adores her Hero. And I'm here to tell you she is all that in person and more. I spotted her identifying "I'll be the one with fuzzy red mittens on the table" near the front window of Starbucks as I hurried along the sidewalk towards the entrance. I came in to find a rather sophisticated looking lady jumping up from her table asking excitedly, "Are you Andrea?!" I had barely answered before she embraced me. We sat down, and chatted about family and blogging, country life and connections and time flew by for both of us. It was the first time either of us had met a fellow blogger in person, and beforehand we were both nervous, like a first date sort of nervous! But, for a quiet girl like me, an outgoing girl like B was a perfect match and our nervousness was washed away with excitement within minutes. It is a rare treat, but oh so lovely, to be able to talk blogs with someone who gets it. There's no weird look or comments, just a good discussion on the creative and therapeutic process that blogging can be. It turns out that she lives not far from a spot where the Artist once lived. "We're all connected," she told me and I for one, am blessed to be connected to her.
~Be well friends!