The toilet is back, and the room once again functions. And it looks good doing it, even though it needs a new coat of paint. :)
My grandfather immigrated to the US in 1926 from Germany. Other family members immigrated to New Zealand. Some time in the mid-1980's, he decided that he wanted to make contact with his New Zealand relatives, something he'd never done before. How did he do it? He got on a plane, flew to New Zealand, opened a phone book, looked up "Fischer," and started making phone calls. At least that's how I remember the story.
Within 30 minutes he had a name and address of a relative, and subsequently spent a few weeks getting to know the family. He loved to paint with oils, and apparently it was a familial passion, as his cousin was also a painter. She sent him home with this painting, he sent her one of his when he returned to the states. After he passed away, the painting came to me.
My kids like it. I believe this particular location is seen in one of The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe movies, maybe a Lord of the Rings, and a few other movies that escape my memory.
The little shadow box below the painting is filled with more of my mom's shell collection.
So now you know my little secret.
My pool bathroom is filled with beachy family mementos, and it makes me smile.
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