Thursday, September 4, 2014

goodbye oradell.



last year, the east coast was slaughtered by snow storm after snow storm, and my grandmother, a sassy 80-something living in northern new jersey, decided she'd had enough. enough snow, enough hurricane damage, and enough home owner disaster to pack it in and move south. not too south though, she's no florida bird, but to williamsburg, virginia, where my mom recently moved to. and i was lucky enough to go back and take in the grandeur of the little house with a million closets one more time before she left for good. the only problem is a large amount of stuff can be collected over the course of forty plus years, which is how long my grandmother has lived at this house. and while her new apartment is gigantic, mine is a pea by comparison, she still needed to get rid of a lot of stuff. my mom and i spent three days helping her go through it all, deciding what to keep, what to donate, what to sell, and what to trash. it was an incredibly productive couple of days. but i couldn't let our time pass without walking around the house and taking a few pictures of the place for posterity. it's definitely a quirky place and has more closets than any three story house ever should, but it was loved, and it will be missed. 


 






 


my grandmother is an avid collector of native american rugs, pottery, baskets, and jewelry. luckily, she will be able to take it all with her when she moves, but i couldn't resist snapping a few photos of these gorgeous pieces of work before they are wrapped up and moved.