Polishing silver… Who ever thought I would be doing that. And yet, that is exactly what I am doing right now. With a cloth and silver polish I am cleaning the few silver sculptures I have.
Am I collecting silver things or something? No, far from that. But these silver thingies came from the house of my mother. When we had to empty that house I took these along with me. Most of them where gifts from me to my mother when I was young. Gifts for Mothers-day and such…
Just some days ago, I noticed that these silver sculptures really needed a cleaning. Since they have been here in my house they were dusted, but not really cleaned. And I assume in the last years that my mother still lived at her house that due her bad health situation they were not cleaned that often and well. And in the last year that she was taken into the caring-home and still owned the house not at all.
My mother will be happy to hear that I am taking care of her things.
But now they are all shinning bright again. Even so bright, that it is hard to make a good picture of it… even with out flash!
It is funny, smelling the typical scent of the silver polish makes me think back of long ago when I as a young boy was still living at home and my mother was cleaning her silver at the big table in the living room…
Don’t you miss at times when you were young and still living with your parents. Almost nothing to worry about?
I know I do every now and then.