AN ORNAMENT OF ROSES
I tend, upon many an occasion, to segue away from the traditional. It is my habit. This is who I am. When I hear hut, two, three, four, turn right, I tend to turn left, being the contrary cuss that I often tend to be. Still, every once in a while I return to the traditional. The reason for this is because. Just plain because and nothing else. That said, I do hope you all like diamonds because I have a 19th-century diamond bodice ornament of roses, carnations, and other flowers. Some of those flowers are mounted on springs to increase the sparkle of their diamonds as the wearer moves about. Want to see those diamonds really sparkle? Okay. Start dancing. Any of you remember this one. Hey mambo, mambo Italiano… And as she shook, those diamonds twinkled more than the stars in the skies even though the song was from a later period. Here at Tidbits I allow for great variances in time when I want to make a point. Forgiveness is not required. Rather, in this case, it is shunned.
