My grandmother has collected many antiques. She calls them her "treasures". These lamps are some of the unique "treasures" we would find on our antique endeavors.
This dining room has held many family gatherings. I always have admired my grandmothers crystal and the stories behind finding each piece.
Many mornings were spent at this kitchen table. When I was little girl, I would read the morning paper and eat breakfast with my grandparents.
As a kid, I loved running around and playing with my cousins. This vanity is where we would pretend to put on makeup and pretend to be "adults".
The bench where we shared stories, laughs, and wisdom.
One of my grandfather's inventions. He made these pieces out of scraps so that the children of the family could play around and create different sounds and music.
My grandmother is the sweetest soul I have ever known. She makes sure everyone knows how loved they are. Seeing her continual care for others, especially her family, is inspiring.
My grandfather is the definition of a "Renaissance Man." He never fails to inspire me with his stories and adventures.
For as long as I can remember, my grandparents have had animals. I remember going out in the mornings to feed these donkeys. They have always been the sweetest creatures.
