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Feeding Ducks

An old gift reveals a new surprise

Jan Peppler, PhD
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I’ve gotten rid of a lot of things over the last five years. Things that took me decades to accumulate. Things I loved. Things I inherited.

The big dump — or shall I say, clearing — happened when I left my home in Picabo, Idaho. I really loved that house. Had kinda hoped I’d always be able to keep it. But three bedrooms and a large yard are a lot of maintenance.

Having spent a decade grounding myself to that place, I was ready to be lighter. To see if I could find and create a home somewhere new (somewhere warmer), somewhere devoid of so much stuff.

So, in the Spring of 2018, I sold my property and most of my belongings. After that clearing, everything I owned was able to fit into a 10’x10’ storage locker. With room for me to sit on a chair and read if I wished. Not that I would (read in a storage locker), I just liked the idea.

Occasionally I think of items I let go of, and I miss them. Not enough to wish I had them. But enough to think of them fondly.

Sometimes I’m surprised by the things that I kept. Mostly because I didn’t know what to do with them. Too precious to simply toss and too obscure for most folks to want. Like the Hummel figurine, I recently came across while spring cleaning. My mother bought me this when my folks visited Germany in 1971. It’s authentic and has the official bumble bee stamp of W. Goebel, which, at that time, also included “W. Germany” in the logo.

This is not something that has decorated my home over the years. Instead, for decades, it has been carefully wrapped and moved from one storage box to another.

As a child, I never gave it much thought. I kept it because it was a gift from my mom and because she had brought it all the way back from Germany, but I never felt any connection to it. The little girl didn’t look like me. And while at that age, I may have been chasing chickens on my godmother’s farm, I had absolutely no association with ducks.

When I was leaving Idaho, I considered selling it. But the market is flooded with Hummels. Probably a lot of people my age letting these treasures go. Holdovers from their parents, now deceased. They don’t exactly fit our modern taste. So, I kept it. I wrapped it back up and put it in a box.

And here I am, once again, staring at this girl feeding ducks.

I think of how much my mom enjoyed watching ducks when she lived in Minnesota. And I remember how my mother would watch the geese at her retirement village and laugh.

I’ve decided it’s time this figurine stays where I can see it. Where I can enjoy it. It’s actually pretty sweet. And I don’t want to live with anything in boxes except a few Christmas ornaments and out-of-season clothes. If I’m going to keep this Hummel, it needs to be displayed.

Then I search online and discover this is not “Girl Feeding Ducks.” That name belongs to a different figurine. The one I have is called … well… suddenly, everything makes sense:

Why my mother chose this for me when I was just five years old.

Why I kept it all these years.

And why it speaks to me now.

I wasn’t meant to relate to the little girl.

Rather, the duck. I am a duck. I have always been a duck.

The name? Be Patient

Be still and know I am God.

Be patient and you will be fed.

Good things are always coming.

Be patient.

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My research on home, and our connection to people and places that feel like home, is rooted in the study of psychology and the humanities. And then there’s the 23 places I’ve lived in 10 different towns. Plus a (new) old house in Sicily...
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Carol Sutherland-Brown
Mar 5Liked by Alice Goldbloom, Jan Peppler, PhD

I could so relate to your efforts to purge the “stuff” accumulated over a lifetime. I loved how you received a message from your mother years after her death. Beautiful story!

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Sally Showalter
Writes Sally’s Substack
Mar 9Liked by Jan Peppler, PhD

Love the relationship of figuring out any connection. It seems we all might have a piece or two from mom in our boxes as to 'why? Thank you!

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