Ninny’s Pitcher

I have this beautiful pitcher that belonged to my great-grandmother Sweat.  Nana’s mother.  I love to say her name.  Octa Maria.  Isn’t that the most lyrical name!  She passed away just before I was born, so I only know her through stories and photos.  She was affectionately called Ninny.  So I have Ninny’s beautiful pitcher, and this is all I know of it.  I’m fairly confident she didn’t have a house full of beautiful china.  This seems to be the kind of thing she might have received as an anniversary gift.  I know my mother had it, I loved it, and now it’s in my care and keeping.

For the past couple of years it’s been on a shelf in my pantry.  But with the new entertainment center came new opportunities.  This furniture is truly a wonderful treat with plenty of shelves for showcasing treasures.  It’s dark… black and brown… so I combed the house and the closets looking for light colored things we can enjoy looking at daily.  I moved some books from here to there.  Lots of things got shuffled from place to place.

One of the books that came out of hiding and into the light is a pretty little journal I was writing in while I lived on Guam.  In 1996 we had finished building our home and had shipped our possessions across the Pacific.  I was overjoyed to have my special things surrounding me, and I wrote about them, and where I had placed them.

What fun to read this just about an hour after I had placed Ninny’s pitcher on my new entertainment center the other day…

“My adorable Renoir copy that has always been a favorite sits in the niche above the entry closet.  It’s surrounded by family heirlooms.  Ninny’s pitcher with pink roses and golden scroll work, a white crocheted doily from Grandma Fields mounted on deep green velvet, Nana & Granddad’s birdcage that they actually used for their bird Sparky, a new bird cage – an anniversary gift from Glen and Shirley, some antique books from my collection, and Battenburg lace.   Nana’s doll sits in one of the new green velvet chairs Grandma and Granddad gave us for Christmas.  Nana told me that she was given a penny every day for milking the cow.  She saved the pennies until she had enough to order the doll from a catalog.  I treasure that doll!”

Are you writing down the stories of your family treasures?  Oh, I hope so!

5 Responses to “Ninny’s Pitcher”

  1. lawanda calton says:

    Love reading about your treasures. And the way you tell us about them is inspiring. Yes….I will start to write about special things! love, mama

  2. Kim says:

    Looking forward to seeing all of your treasures! What wonderful memories 🙂

  3. Jerry Fort says:

    I always enjoy reading your entries. I had to respond to this one since you mentioned your great-grandmother Sweat. Your great-aunt Glenna and my mother used to wonder if they were related as my mother’s maiden name was Sweatt. Reading about your pitcher made me wonder the same thing again.

    Hope you’re having a wonderful summer. I’m making my way to New Mexico tomorrow morning, so I’m trying to prepare myself for 20+ degrees of heat/temp increase from what we’ve been experiencing in Colorado. We are supposed to get to 90 in the next couple of days, so it’s warming up here as well.

    Thanks again for sharing!


  4. Sandy says:

    Thanks for reading and sharing. You know… I bet somewhere down the line they were related.

    You might be surprised to know that I’m looking at your handwriting this very minute. I have some old high school papers written in your class at my desk. There’s a story about Nana counting sheep to put my sister and me to sleep… only she’s the one who nodded off. You wrote in red across the top… “+++ The best writing I’ve read so far!”

    Thanks for the encouragement! Always loved your class!

  5. Donna says:

    Love to read your stories…thanks for sharing.

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