My all time favorite singer/songwriter and muse - Joni Mitchell, from Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. I think I know all her songs by heart, but this song seems apropo for this post.
While at the antique mall Saturday night, I found a pair of ice skates and I could not resist.
Now a southerner knows about as much about ice skating as poutine. It is never cold enough for long enough to skate on frozen ponds and lakes and therefore I have never tried it (plus my imagination of falling through ice is too scary for me) and, I can't even stand upright on ice and fall when it ices the sidewalks and such.
I wish I could photograph these to show you how wonderful they are. Hand forged and carved by someone so long ago - I think they are from the early 1800's. They just took my breath away. Even the handmade rope is still there.
The nails for mending were even handmade. The thoughts of where they've been touches my heart. I'll put these out to decorate for Christmas. And below is a photo from google that I found to share.