Oh, how I have craved a basket like this. So every so often I go onto eBay and drool over various baskets not unlike Emily's. Most are for sale from New England and would cost $120 (€95) or so delivered to my door. I was looking at these baskets just last night on a (sidetracked) trawl for Xmas presents.
Today, my favourite charity shop called to me even though I'm nursing an injured wrist and am not supposed to be either going out or typing. Off I went and, lo and behold, a lidded woven basket!
OK, it's not the same as Emily's (alleged) basket but it's as near as, for me. And it cost just €5! It has a little table inside that comes out, which I've discovered is a pie tray.
Inside the basket, showing the vinyl lining and the Peterboro stamp |
Their site is very comprehensive
and charming and it says, 'For more than 150 years the Peterboro Basket Company
has thrived in the heart of historic Peterborough, New Hampshire, in the serene
shadow of Mt. Monadnock, surrounded by four seasons of the world's most
exquisite natural beauty.' Sweet!
Whatever way my Peterboro basket
ended up in East Galway, I am grateful that it did. And I love that my
favourite charity shop has yielded up another item with meaning for, and
synchronicity with, my writing. After a topsy-turvy week, it was just what I
needed.
And what am I going to do with it? Well, I'm going to fill it with my Emily Dickinson research archive: printouts, postcards, letters from the ED Museum, playbills etc. And the box that stuff currently occupies will be the receptacle for the paperwork for my WIP, novel #4.
And what am I going to do with it? Well, I'm going to fill it with my Emily Dickinson research archive: printouts, postcards, letters from the ED Museum, playbills etc. And the box that stuff currently occupies will be the receptacle for the paperwork for my WIP, novel #4.
(Cross-posted with Women Rule
Writer.)