Rural Junking... City Style...

Usually, my weekends include several estate sales... this weekend I upped my game... and hit the U.S. Heritage Trail's longest garage sale.  Uh, huh... on four hours of sleep, one multi-vitamin and a cup of java, baby...  and I think I did us junkers proud.  But, I'll let the pictures speak (mostly) for themselves...

very first stop... a salvage barn

 on a real, working farm...

(and me, city girl that I am, wearing flip flops...) 

original old windows (petrified chicken poop included)...

(no prob... brought the Bath & Body Works hand sanitizer) 

primitive tables... feed sacks... hardware... 

 following the road...

stopping at farms... fields filled with sellers...

small towns... and quaint little shops...

 scoring a 1928 Montgomery Ward's catalogue... fresh from the field!

(along with a bag of just-picked corn)

dolls from church basements... 

 

old cookbooks and lard tins...

next to tables of bake sale goods...

piled with cookies as big as saucers...

just a day filled with sweet treats and treasures.

A Cup of Joe and a Movie to Go...

Mornings at my house are becoming increasingly crowded... thanks to Turner Classic Movies... stop by and you'll find all manner of heartthrobs and glamorous gals in my living room.  This morning, I was almost late for work... again!  Why TCM insists on airing the kind of movies that invariably suck me in and onto the couch first thing in the morning... oblivious to time... on a work day no less... is beyond me.   

Today's movie... "Double Harness" with William Powell.  Who could resist?  (Not me obviously.)  A witty script and well acted.  Just a total blast from the (1930's) past!  If you have a soft spot for old classics... this is a must see. 

   

A Leap of Faith...

Since last October, I have moved my little shop space four times in eight months... from downtown (across the river), to a small town 40 minutes down river, back to downtown (on my side of the river).  The early moves were prompted by the shopkeeper I used to lease space from.  In the midst of that chaos, I put myself on a waiting list for a dream space... a five minute STROLL from my office to a quaint brick shop on one of the oldest original downtown corners.  Sweet, original architecture... perfectly revamped inside and out...  When I got the call from those proprietors...  I moved again.  I was there for nearly three blissful months when my new landlords received one of those unexpected, once-in-a-lifetime opportunities.  So, they took it and moved to a considerably larger shop across town...  and as much as I appreciated the ambiance and location of that downtown shop... I appreciated my wonderful new landlords more...

so I moved with them... and am still settling in...

but already daydreaming about Holiday displays...

reindeer and jack o' lanterns and all that jazz...

great treasures... great prices... great people

Great Finds in Maumee ...  1414 Reynolds... find it ALL there!

Don't Waste the Day...

random thoughts... 

on a gloriously sunny Friday morning.

Just a Slacker...

When I popped in and actually saw the last time I posted I was a little mortified...  I have had a "little shop around the corner" mini drama taking most of my focus these past few months... but still... really... February?  Ah, well, I'll share my shop saga later... but for now...  I'm...

currently reading...

 

 

LOVE... LOVE and LOVE  (comfort food, how could you not?)

 

currently trying...

 

just started using... so the jury's still out (I've always been a sudsy kinda girl)

 

currently rocking...

 

and while I don't love Summer... I do love me some metallic flip flops.

Happy Valentine's Day...



 

decorating shoeboxes with paper doilies and crepe paper hearts...

picking just the perfect valentine for that special crush...

and the sweet treats... can't forget those...

Only 314 More Shopping Days...

I've been doing a fair amount of online shopping these past weeks.  With the after-Holiday in store selection being so dismal... I hit Etsy with abandon.  So far, I've (don't groan) purchased a few Christmas (I know, I know) presents which I will inevitably stash away for safekeeping and be unable to find in time for Christmas giving (feel better?).  Amongst the gifts for others, have of course, been little presents to myself.  Quirky and odd... much like their buyer.  

 

 Etsy rocks... sigh...