March 17 - March 23, 2013

When you walk a lot, you find pleasure in different things that mark each season. Late winter ice - that white fragmented ice on early morning sidewalks that the sun hasn't melted yet. It makes such a satisfying crunch when you walk on it, and when there's water caught under it, sometimes you can make the water bubble up out of a hole in the ice. Simple lifelong pleasures!
 This is my second posting this weekend - Here's 7 more brooches.

Every year a group of my ex-work buddies get together and have Dim Sum in Toronto, usually around St. Patrick's Day. This silver pin was my 10 year anniversary pin from my old workplace. I was fortunate to find such a group of talented and fun people - my, how time has flown.

There's a place up north in Combermere, Ontario where I found a few of these pins from Toulon, France. It was likely a souvenir from many years ago. I love the design of this pin. The rolling sea, the ship in full sail, the rope border. Remember Narnia and The Voyage of the Dawntreader? - still one of my favourite reads.









Another pretty floral brooch. I like the peridot green of les petits fleurs. 













Hooray! First Day of Spring! That's why the choice of a big cheery flower.
I had an email about what I was wearing in the photos. Actually, in most cases the brooches are lying on clothing, fragments of wool, bath towels, paper towels (whatever tickled my husband's fancy at the time). It was too dark in the morning before work and too dark in the evening when I got home to take photos of the brooches in situ so he would photograph them on his days off and most of them are now photographed. But I still keep finding a few rogue ones. And then of course, the ghost in the machine (my computer) likes to do a disappearing act on some of them.

Never read about Pooh as a child. Considering I loved books with talking animals when I was a kid, I don't know why I missed this Honey Bear. It  was likely because of that irritating Tigger. This brooch makes me smile. Not only because it's such a happy pin, but also Pooh has survived a few machine washings intact - sadly, not  the fate of some other brooches.





Sorry, upside down photo. This brooch is a bit battered, not from an occasional surprise laundry adventure but from an occasional dropping. It's still pretty, and since roses are no longer grown in our garden, this represents those beauties.

In high school, a bunch of us went on a school trip to Expo '67 in Montreal. Quel un blast! That's where I bought this pin. I distinctly remember wearing a pantsuit with orange and lime green flowers that a friend made for me. Unforgettable!