A parcel from York, England arrived, containing ink bottles in soothing shades of teal, blue and green. The nine glass bottles vary in age from late 19th-century to the 1920s. It must have been a pleasure writing letters - or books! - with ink from such lovely bottles. These little beauties are encouragement to practice my penmanship (like in the second grade!). Hmm, must buy some ink.
There was a time in New York when I eagerly awaited letters from a beau, who hailed from an exotic foreign clime. He penned frequent and multi-page missives, in green ink on heavy vellum stationery. Sadly, it seems letter-writing - particularly in ink - is a lost art.
The Mabie, Todd & Co. Ltd. Swan ink logo.
Meanwhile, one of our two resident swans honoured me with a late afternoon visit.
So lovely to see your swan so gracefully cruising the canal. I do love those ink bottles -- perhaps one day you'll share some of your handwriting with us -- after you've practiced, of course!
Posted by: jeanie | 07 March 2014 at 04:57
Gorgeous bottles, and love the swan.
Thinking about you and your husband often.
Posted by: Vicki in Michigan | 05 March 2014 at 14:10
Wonderful photos...all things I love...including handwritten letters in ink.
Thinking of you and yours every day. xx
Posted by: Helen | 05 March 2014 at 12:43
Yes, the swan would be an honor to see so nearby.
The little bottles are so pretty. I hope you have
a special place where the sun can shine on them.
Posted by: Marilyn | 05 March 2014 at 04:49
Wonderful photos. Can you imagine the stories those bottles could tell?
Posted by: Mary H. | 05 March 2014 at 01:32