Spring cleaning

I've spent the weekend at my mother's place in the middle of nowhere (and Zealand). It's a rather big house. A former farm, which means - lots of space. And since Im from a family of gatherers, hardly anything ever gets thrown out.

Occasionally, we do bring out some of the stocked up boxes and try to sort the stuff again. Somethings get thrown out (basically only stuff which is broken). Some is passed on to the local thrift shop (where it probably will be thrown out as nobody wants to have it). Somethings are put back into boxes and storaged once again. And then finally some of the stuff makes you go "ahh" and realize that you just got to use that again.

This time, we sorted out childhood. All the old toys had been packed and put away. 15 years ago. At least. And as a grandson has entered the family, my mother figured that some of the toys might be useful again.

My huge fan collection of Guns N'Roses items is substantially reduced. The football with the autographs of the Danish Natioanl Team (printed not original) has been passed on to my nephew. I found my grand parents old drawers for sewing threats and buttons from their tricotage store, which Im going to use for pens, keys and thingys that need a place to be.

And then finally, I've found the old frames. The empty ones, which have just waited to be reused. And then this one. With my great grand mother dressed for a party. The picture is 40 x 30 cm. Clicked in her living room in her villa in fashionable Rungsted, by her lodger. Looking strong, cool and beautiful. She'll be moving in to the walls in my living room now.