For the weekly photo prompt: New Horizon.
Doesn’t the ferry look small under the sky?
My goal is to keep seeing beauty and the sky.
For the weekly photo prompt: New Horizon.
Doesn’t the ferry look small under the sky?
My goal is to keep seeing beauty and the sky.
For the daily prompt: Treasure.
This is another song to raise girls. My sister and I loved the double twist at the end. This is a courting song, to be sung by at least two voices. At music parties, my parents would sing it to each other. We would join in joyfully.
First voice:
I’ll give to you a paper of pins
and that’s the way our love begins
If you will marry me oh me,
if you will marry me
Second:
I’ll not accept your paper of pins
if that’s the way your love begins
and I won’t marry you oh you
and I won’t marry you
I’ll give to you a dress of red
all sewn round with golden thread
If you will marry me oh me,
if you will marry me
I’ll not accept your dress of red
all sewn round with golden thread
and I won’t marry you oh you
and I won’t marry you
I’ll give to you a coach and four
so you can ride from door to door
If you will marry me oh me,
if you will marry me
I’ll not accept your coach and four
so I can ride from door to door
and I won’t marry you oh you
and I won’t marry you
I’ll give to you the keys to my heart
so we can love and never part
If you will marry me oh me,
if you will marry me
I’ll not accept the keys to your heart
so we can love and never part
and I won’t marry you oh you
and I won’t marry you
I’ll give to you the keys to my chest
so you can have money at your request
If you will marry me oh me,
if you will marry me
I will accept the keys to your chest
so I can have money at my request
And I will marry you oh you
and I will marry you
I love coffee and you love tea
you love my money you don’t love me
And I won’t marry you oh you
And I won’t marry you
I’ll take my tea and sit in the shade
I think I’d rather be an old maid
And I won’t marry you oh you
And I won’t marry you
We were interested in the escalation of the offer and that in the end, the woman was quite clear: she did not love him and was not for sale.
There are multiple versions on YouTube with different words. I like the one by Rose Lee and Joe Maphis.
The photograph is of a sewing kit. It belonged to Margaret White, my maternal grandmother’s oldest sister. It says: J. A Henckel, Twinworks, Germany. The paper is a paper of needles, needles of different sizes. I liked small things, so my mother let me have this kit. I have used it since I was a child. Some of the pieces were missing from the start, but I suspect that those that remain are ivory. My grandmother was born in 1899, so this kit would be from the early 1900s. I carefully kept all of the needles in their paper packets.
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