Guess what kind of pompom ball is this?
It does look suspiciously familiar, doesn't it?
It is Tanya's pompom tail.
Her pompom tail goes up every time when she drinks from the mini pail in the corner.
Spanning 4 generations from the lady who introduced me to her household and placed in the high traffic most-loved area in the dining hall, I have heard conversations, differences and whispers on world affairs to traditions to hand-me-down secret recipes. There are many tales to tell - for the benefit of her grand children and great grands.