I use this word today in the literal sense.

There was this old print in my grandmother’s things that didn’t seem like much. It’s old black frame was falling apart, and the piece of cardboard on the back told the story.

From Mary Macedonia (Massey) Nelson from a carnival in 1956.

The quaint little house by the side of the road. Turned out spectacularly. ❤

This lovely little print was hiding in a bad frame. My grandmother inherited it in 1977. It will look lovely in my dining room. And, if you need a good framer, tap me and I’ll connect you with Tom the framer.