PROMPT #57 FRUIT
This brass apple belonged to my grandmother, Rosina. But everyone calls her Rose Marie. The apple is also a bell and was part of a small collection of bells she had to signal guests to the dinner table on holidays. I remember her using this one for Thanksgiving for many years. She kept it near the baby grand piano which she would play after hours of dinner and coffee with Sambuca. It is one of the few items I have of hers that is not jewelry and it is also my favorite. There is something so soft and perfect about the brass. It is not too shiny. Not too dull. And the design is simple and beautiful enough without it having to have purpose or ever make a sound.
What did you learn today? Join me by using the #thesethreethings and commenting below with your own These Three Things. I want to hear what you are learning, laughing about, and living through.