Thursday, April 28, 2011
Treasure Chest Thursday - Watkins Antiseptic Powder
It's not because I collect old powder tins. It's not even because it might be worth something (not much, I'm sure). It's where I found it.
For a better understanding, I point you to my very first Treasure Chest Thursday post.
I found this in grandma's fruit cellar the same day I found my special shoe box.
Hubby and I were in Bear Lake and we went over to grandma Smedley's house to get what I could before they sold the house.
I collected some photos for me and some that I thought the siblings would want. I gathered other things for no other reason than they triggered memories.
We strolled around the yard and I had to come to the hard reality that I would never be able to come back. This family home would no longer belong to our family.
I drug hubby to the fruit cellar to check it out and found the powder. Now when I look at it, I think about the home canned cherries, pears, apples, and peaches that used to be kept down there. I can see the old stainless steel pot with a broken handle that sat at the top of the stairs that led into the cellar. That's where grandma would scrape all the left over mush or what ever else we didn't eat to feed all the cats in the neighborhood.
I can stand at the foot of the cellar and look out towards the barn (or where it used to be) where I had so much fun as a child. I can hear grandma say, "Calvin! Will you get some fruit from the cellar."
I treasure this can of powder not only because it's cool, but because it's a key that opens the gate to a whole flood of precious memories.