The Wrought Iron Gate

GIRL WITH FLOWER BASKETS

2010-07-22T06:00:00.001-05:00

Isn't she lovely?

She's French, she's bronze, and she's mine.
(An anniversary gift from my husband.)

She has sweet little round cheeks.

Filling her basket with colorful blooms makes her smile.

Her hair is gathered into a ribbon at the nape of her neck.

Her baskets have little flower details.

Is it obvious that I love her?

KAY

ANTIQUE STORE FIND

2010-06-28T05:00:00.002-05:00

It was too hot to do anything outdoors this past weekend. The weather here has been sweltering.....so, I decided to visit some nice cool antique shops.

Look what I found. It's perfect for storing all my small sewing items.

The brass drawer knobs have such a nice patina.

I lined the drawers with pretty paper.

The cut-out space in the middle is the perfect size for storing needle books.

I love my new old sewing chest.

Kay

WHERE BLOGGERS CREATE II

2010-06-19T04:48:00.016-05:00

Karen at My Desert Cottage has invited us to share our personal creative spaces. She has all the participants listed on her side bar, and there are a lot. So grab your favorite beverage, put your feet up, and enjoy.

When I first became interested in collecting and creating, I carried all my stuff around with me.

I was five. My Mother (who was trying to clean her closet) decided that if she was ever to finish her project, she must create one for me, as well. She pulled a purse from the to donate pile, and handed it to me. MAGIC HAPPENED! Every treasure I found went right into that purse.

My best friend (and next door neighbor) was given a purse, as well. We'd run to our special corner of my backyard garden, and pour out everything our purses held. Then we would spend the rest of the day making something wonderful from the bits and bobs.

Many different creative space scenarios followed, but my present situation is by far the best.

I chose this room for it's close proximity to my garden. The view from my desk is lovely. I'm constantly amazed by how the garden informs my creative endeavors.

My room is small, but very cozy. I've surrounded myself with things I love.

Some are vintage, some are from my travels ( I found the screen with cranes in China), some are personal items, and some are frivolous, but they all make me smile.

I enjoy sewing on anything that will accept a needle, but my passion is re-purposing old textiles.

Aren't old linens beautiful?

I keep supplies tucked in boxes on the bookcase. Out of sight, but close
at hand.

Some things are too pretty to tuck away in boxes, like bone buttons, glitter, pearls, and cabinet cards.

I gave this pretty old frame a new life, as a notice board. I replaced the dingy oil painting with a sheet of cork that I padded and covered with a pretty fabric.
Yeah, I still love an old purse.

This old mannequin head reminds me of the nursery rhyme......

the maid was in the garden, hanging out clothes,
along came a blackbird, and snipped off her nose.

She's obviously had a (not too attractive) nose job.
I brought her home and made her a QUEEN.

I'M MAD FOR LACE!

And silver baby cups

This purse is made from a tapestry fragment, found at the
Paris Flea Market.

Treasures tucked into drawers.

I love cheerful faces.

Shabby, but beautiful.

I'm older now. My collected treasures won't fit into a purse anymore, but my routine is much the same. I gather, I re-purpose, I create. I no longer sit on the grass in the garden to work, but the french doors at the end of my desk bring the garden inside, so it's still very much a part of the process. Then I switch on my computer and visit my friends, who are eager to share.

Thank you Karen, for arranging today's event.

KAY

VINTAGE EASTER BLOG HOP

2010-03-26T23:42:00.008-05:00

A few years ago, I found some vintage yard goods with rabbits printed on them. Remember these cut, stitch, and stuff items? Well, here's one I've sewn and placed in a basket trimmed with pink blossoms and butterflies.

A spring lamb rests in a vintage porcelain basket adorned with a single pink dogwood bloom.

This old (slightly rusty) basket is the perfect place for timid little chicks to hide.

This was my childhood Easter basket. The colors have faded, but it still holds happy memories. I love the shape.

When my three sisters and I outgrew Easter baskets filled with chocolate treats, my Mother replaced them with little porcelain figurines. One year I received these bunnies. I love the sweet expressions on their faces.

Another year we all received sets of ducklings.

Trust me, I've had the bunnies and ducks long enough for them to qualify as vintage items.

I've shared some of my favorite vintage items as part of Anything Goes Here's

VINTAGE EASTER BLOG HOP

Be sure to visit Joan for links to more vintage Easter posts.

KAY

WE DISCOVERED TINY FOOTPRINTS IN THE GARDEN

2010-03-03T01:03:00.020-06:00

Yesterday's weather was bone-chillingly cold with a

rain/snow mix . Today, it's gray and cold with

occasional flurries.

Looking out the window into the garden, I see signs

of spring's promise, and I long for the faeries' return.

I long to see them dance amongst the impatients,

scented geranium,

Japanese holly fern, and purple cone flowers

while wielding their wands, with tiny bells,

made from Solomon's seal fronds.

I'm eager to perch myself on a bench with my face behind an open book

and smile my secret smiles

as I steal furtive glances of tiny hands busily collecting dew drops

from roses because "it makes the sweetest drink for the butterflies."

They have their own names for things.

This is "Leopard Tree" because of it's spots.

They are drawn to fragrance.

The tips of their tiny noses are quite often dusted with pollen.

In the evenings, they sprinkle coreopsis blooms on their heads

because it's name is "Moonbeam."

Who doesn't like to wear moonbeams in their hair?

Come spring!

Oh, do come soon.

I miss my garden faeries.

KAY

Note: Some have e-mailed with questions re: my faery photo. It's not a postcard but rather a photo I took of my own faeries

( Molly and Waverly) in my garden, to which I've added a Photoshop effect. The text: my observations of their make-believe play.

HAPPY ST. VALENTINES DAY

2010-02-14T11:07:00.004-06:00

Beautiful red and pink blooms

and the sweetest vintage valentine, edged in old lace,

help dispel the gloom of this overcast day.

A little cash surprise was included

in the valentines for the children

but,I folded them into heart shapes before

slipping them into the envelopes.

I made my special valentine a heart shaped confection.

then piped pink frosting around the edges and

added fresh strawberries, because I know

his appetite and heart are closely connected.

Hope you're spending a very heartfelt day with your loved ones.

KAY

HEART SESSIONS

2010-02-10T21:11:00.005-06:00

A good exercise for the heart

is to bend down and help another up.

- John Andrew Holmes

Today I felt like stamping

and stitching

If you enjoy hearts, visit Rebecca Sower's blog to view more.

KAY

NOTE: I made this piece over the course of several hours, working on it for a few minutes here and there as time allowed. The photos were all made in front of the same window, but in different light situations, as the day progressed. It made an interesting study of how light effects color in a photo.

SIGNS OF SPRING ???????

2010-01-29T10:53:00.009-06:00

Look what I discovered in my garden this morning. HARBINGERS OF SPRING!

How thrilling to think that soon the garden will wake from it's long winters' nap.......but for the second time this month, snow is predicted for my city. We seldom see snow. Sooo........

Just imagine how exciting it was (a few weeks ago) to learn that the heavy snows that had paralyzed much of the country were headed our way. Our local weather forecasters stood in front of maps covered in snowflake symbols, and numbers indicating how many feet of snow had already fallen on cities to the north of us..........and warned that the same front was scheduled to immobilize our city within 24 hours. Now news of an impending snow usually brings cheers from students, and groans from those who are compelled by responsibility to slip and slide their way to work......but this snow event would take place over the weekend.....so a giddy, lighthearted mood hung over the city. This was going to be fun!!!

Preparations began.............road crews immediately coated the streets with salty brine. The whole city rushed right out to stock up on food and bottled water. The lines at the market were a nightmare! News reporters interviewed people exiting hardware stores with their newly purchased sleds, some buying two or three so the whole family could whoosh down snow covered hills together. Like the Whos' of Whoville preparing for Christmas, everyone in my city was making ready for a deep snowfall whose beauty would surely rival any Currier and Ives rendering.

I've always loved this picture of my husband and his brother. I added a caption that reiterated the thoughts of everyone in town.....

LET IT SNOW!

I hung it, in a prominent place, as a reminder of what snowy fun was in store.

I spent the afternoon in the kitchen making my favorite vegetable soup, whose flavor intensifies if refrigerated overnight. Could there be anything better than a warm bowl of soup after tomorrow's (much anticipated) romp in the snow?

During the course of the evening we found ourselves routinely looking out the window, hoping to catch sight of the first snowflakes. Around midnight.....white, fluffy flakes began to fall. They continued to fall throughout the night, which should have given us enough snow to build a snowman......or two....or an entire snow family. Right?

Actually, NO!

The snow that fell was very dry and powdery. It wouldn't hold together! OH Nooooo! There would be no snowmen, or snow families.............no snowballs or sledding. Our total snow accumulation was less than one inch. The few flakes that did fall, were so feathery and ethereal that gusts of wind would swoop down, pick up large patches and swirl them away, leaving gaping holes in the gossamer white blanket that covered the ground. Currier and Ives would be appalled!

I managed to stick enough of the fluffy stuff together (by spraying with water) to construct a lovely 10 inch masterpiece. Yes, you heard me correctly........my snowman was 10 inches tall, and built at a rate of about an inch a minute.

So after about 10 minutes of unbridled fun in the snow, we called it a day and went out to lunch via our perfectly dry streets.

This time I'm curbing my enthusiasm.......fool me once etc.

Best Wishes

KAY

PS: As I wrote this post, snow began to fall. My enthusiasm has returned!

JANUARY SERENITY

2010-01-20T05:00:00.002-06:00

All the glitter, sparkle, and vibrantly colored baubles, that made the house sing during the holidays, have been edited from each room, bringing things down several octaves to a familiar, peaceful hum.

How strangely quiet the house seems.

The children and their families have traveled safely back to their respective homes, taking their pets with them. (three dogs and a cat)

Lady and I snuggle on the sofa......me with my feet tucked warmly under the afghan, she curled up on top.......dreaming, most likely, of her recent romps with the visiting animals.

The silence invites me to reflect, as well. I'm struck by how spending time with loved ones tends to warm your heart and make you smile, long after they're gone.

January is a lovely month........oh I know there are more vibrant months, but the fact that everything has been stripped away, inside and out, gives us a clean slate on which to write our plans. I don't make resolutions, but I do look forward and plan.

The weather drives us indoors where a warm hearth invites us to sit and read.......the kitchen beckons us to taste and create.......the barren garden invites us to envision and scheme.......and January allows us the time. Thirty-one quiet, peaceful days to cherish, and fill with all the little things that bring joy.

Kay

A SPECIAL CELEBRATION

2009-12-16T09:42:00.005-06:00

WHAT ?

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY ?

I'M FOUR YEARS OLD ?

WHAT'S THIS ?

IT SURE SMELLS GOOD !!!!!!!!!

MMMMMMM.............PINK FROSTING

IS THAT GOOD , OR WHAT ?

MORE PLEASE !

HAPPY 4th BIRTHDAY, SWEET LADY.

..................................................................................................................................

I'm back from my break. The holidays are such a busy time......I'm finally realizing that quality trumps quantity......so a little prioritizing has made this season so much more enjoyable for me.

Thanks to all of you who sent e-mails. I'm glad to be back.

Best Wishes,
Kay

COME THROUGH THE GATE....If you dare!!!!

2009-10-31T08:11:00.005-05:00

Legend has it......... that every October 31st, something very mysterious occurs, in the garden, at The Wrought Iron Gate.

As the shadows grow long, and daylight fades to twilight................it's said, that a beautiful princess can be seen wandering the pathways.

Although she speaks not a word, many have been lured into the garden by her

sweet demeanor.........

and winning smile.

But, BEWARE!!!

For when the full moon slips from behind the clouds, and shines upon the Princess.........

things begin to CHANGE

Her smile begins to disappear!!!

Her sweet demeanor fades.

There's a strange look in her eyes!!!!!!!

and if you look very closely.......

something about her mouth seems different, too!!!!

Her lips part and.....

C H O M P !!!!

I tried to warn you!

Then she unfurls her wings

and flies away, with a satisfied smile on her face......

as "HAIRY" the WIZARD looks on.

Have a SPOOK..tacular Halloween !!!

Kay

FRUSTRATION AND PINK ROSES

2009-10-20T23:06:00.006-05:00

I had a nice relaxing break.

Feeling rested, and eager to check on my blogging buddies, I turned on my computer and waited for it to boot. The screen lit up, but as it tried to load my programs it slowed down to a crawl, refused to respond, faded to black, and promptly CRASHED.........yes, CRASHED!!!!!

The "Computer Wizards" were able to retrieve my data, but the computer (may it rest in peace) wound up in the trash bin. My new computer will arrive shortly. In the mean time, I'm destined to use this slow, ancient relic that barely works. GRRRRR!!!!!!! SUCH FRUSTRATION!!!!!!!

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

On a lighter note, the thermometer dropped below freezing for the first time this season, so I cut the last of the pink roses and brought them indoors.

Au revoir, my pink beauties....................................until next spring.

KAY

MY BEAUTIFUL LEGS

2009-10-03T12:10:00.008-05:00

NO.....NO......NO.....NO......NOOOOOO. NOT THOSE LEGS!!!!!!!!!

I'm referring to the beautiful, shapely, gams supporting some of the furniture pieces around my house. I think some are worthy of a whistle!

I'm an advocate of surrounding yourself with things you love..........doesn't matter if it's a piece of furniture, or a sea shell. If you love it......keep it close.

I swooned, when I saw the sleek, sensuous curvy legs on these dinning room chairs......think Paris in the 1920's and 30's. I had them covered in a bold ROSE CUMMING floral print. I love the way they turned out.

A NOTE ABOUT LEGENDARY DECORATOR - ROSE CUMMING
Rose Cumming was born and raised on an Australian sheep ranch. In 1917, Rose and her sister left Australia on board a ship bound for England, to prepare for Rose's upcoming marriage. During a stop-over in the U.S., fate played her hand.........WWI was escalating. Although the U. S. hadn't yet entered the war, they certainly weren't putting women on ships, and sailing them in the direction of the conflict. The sisters, who were denied passage, found themselves stranded in New York City.

Great social abilities made the sisters New York society favorites, but they lacked funds. When Rose decided she needed a job.....she asked her friend (who happened to be the editor of Vanity Fair) what to do? He told her to become a decorator! Rose replied, "Perhaps I would, but first tell me what it is."

She learned quickly. She opened a shop on Park Avenue. Unlike her neighbors, her shop housed both her decorating office, and her retail shop for antiques and fabrics......very European! She artfully arranged her very favorite pieces, in her shop windows........then left the lights on all night, something nobody had ever thought of doing. Her rooms were theatrical sets, with unexpected elements, and fairytale qualities. She loved beautiful things........she loved pairing bold colors, and patterns.......and she loved very carefully thought out rooms with a random feel.

Oh, and her hair color was "shocking-violet."

picture from: Architectural Digest

The curvaceous chair legs are a nice foil for the heavier, more masculine, lines of my table's straight legs.

I've had this tea table for a long time.
Aren't the long legs, and dainty hoofs whimsical?

I love the chippy, crackled paint mixed with gold leaf.

The legs on this antique Louis XVI chair (an anniversary gift from my hubby) are carved with the signature, rose inside a square, of the period.

It still has it's original seat cushion............needs replacing, but I can't bear to let it go. Maybe I'll have a new one made and box up the original. The little envelope pillow is made from an old tapestry fragment, found at the Paris flea market.

I just can't resist a cabriole leg!

My chippy, mirrored coffee table is kind of Coco Chanel........esque.......maybe.

And last, but not least, the legs..............er feet on this old bronze, French planter, that I've arranged with fall colors.

Have a wonderful, early fall, weekend.
KAY

WELCOME FALL

2009-09-23T01:35:00.006-05:00

It's official...................Fall has arrived!

He really is, as big as a house!!!!

Enjoy the season.

Kay

THE UNINTENTIONAL WEDDING PLANNER

2009-09-12T16:54:00.008-05:00

While perusing the magazine section at the book store, I noticed that there are a plethora of BRIDAL periodicals available. The cover photos were so lovely that I couldn’t resist thumbing through a few. There were articles covering every aspect of getting married....from, How to say YES……to, How to pack for your honeymoon flight.

Styles seemed to fall into two categories……traditional, or contemporary. This set me wondering what style wedding each of my four grandchildren might choose? Would their choice be sleek and contemporary? A traditional wedding with lots of sentiment, has always been my favorite.

I WONDERED.............

Will my granddaughters wear pearls?

Or knotted strands of jade, or rose quartz? Might they choose clear azure beads, suspended by gossamer threads?

Or a single strand of Swarovski crystal beads?

Will Molly choose to wear her Mother’s veil, and gown…

and be photographed in a beautiful garden, like her Mother?

Will Madison and Waverly want to wear one of my vintage rings, as a something old element?

Perhaps Bailey will want to toast his bride with his great-grandmothers crystal glasses………

And my Mother’s silver serving pieces would look beautiful by candlelight………….

The girls could carry a vintage handkerchief , from my collection…………

Then after the wedding, the handkerchiefs could be stored away in a vintage hanky holder, for their daughter’s wedding.

STOP! STEP AWAY FROM THE BRIDAL MAGAZINES.

My grandchildren are young….Bailey isn't even two years old yet. Marriage is years away, and they will make their own choices, when the time comes.

Still………it doesn’t hurt to dream….does it?

Kay

THE PATH LESS TRAVELED

2009-09-05T14:54:00.006-05:00

It's a beautiful late summer day. The sun feels warm, but there's a faint hint of change in the air. The sky is such a brilliant shade of robin's egg blue, that it makes the your heart sing........a great day for a walkabout. We (hubby and I) headed straight for the countryside to explore a new area we'd heard about.

We'd taken only a few steps, when the path we were walking, split........the two branches veering off in opposite directions. One path meandered into a grove of shade trees, before it disappeared from sight. Hmmmm.......green, lush and shady. Very tempting, on such a warm day. But, the other path led straight into a wide, sun filled meadow, thick with wildflowers that were taller than me. We chose the wildflowers, and we weren't disappointed.

Our experience reminded me of this poem by Robert Frost.

Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.

The Road Not Taken


TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Bees droned, and butterflies fluttered all about. It was a magical scene!

The colors were brilliant, even in the harsh midday sun.

The coppery yellows of the rudbeckia, gave a nod to the changing fall palette.

This thistle, with it's downy purple seed heads, and sharp, spiny stems and leaves, stood tall and straight, like a sentinel keeping watch over the meadow.

We chose the path less traveled.......and that made all the difference.

Then we rushed home for a a quick shower, and some dinner because ..............

tonight we're seeing this!

Have a wonderful, safe, weekend.

Kay

M' LADY'S CARRIAGE

2009-08-30T22:15:00.011-05:00

Have you heard it said that "one picture is worth a thousand words?" Well, this one says it all.

The local greenway is our favorite place to get a little exercise and enjoy nature at the same time, and nobody loves going for a walk more than Lady. When she sees me putting on my walking shoes, the tail starts to wag and she begins to dance around with anticipation. The problem is...........my husband and I also like to ride our bikes on the greenway, which means that Lady doesn't get to go along.

THIS MAKES LADY VERY SAD !!!!!!!!!

POOOOOOF !

Just like Cinderella's Fairy Godmother provided a coach to take her to the ball................we've

found a carriage to ferry our little princess along the greenway.

SHE APPEARS TO APPROVE OF THE IDEA.

"Go faster , I love feeling the wind in my hair.....er blowing my ears."

"Oh look, there's Mom with the camera, she's always taking my picture,"..........."if I slump, maybe she won't see me."

"Whew!" "That was close."

"WOW!"
"Taking a ride on the greenway, is even better than a walk."

Kay

THE WONDERFUL WIZARD OF OZ GALA

2009-08-22T03:30:00.024-05:00

The old woman climbed the stairs that led to the attic. She moved quickly, reaching the top in less time than it would have taken someone half her age. She stopped on the last step and looked around. This room, with all it’s clutter, always had the same effect on her............she felt as if she’d just stepped back in time. Maybe it was seeing all the familiar objects. The things that had been such a part of her every day life as a young girl, growing up on the farm with Auntie Em and Uncle Henry. Maybe it was because there were so many memories tucked away in drawers and boxes, just waiting to be rediscovered. Whatever the reason, in this dusty old attic, the distance between the past and the present always seemed to disappear.

Something on the table by the window caught her eye. It was the little black hat that Auntie Em always wore when she was going out. Auntie Em wasn't a materialistic person, mind you, but when she saw that handsome little hat, in a storefront window in Collierville, her heart skipped a beat. Uncle Henry noticed how her face lit up as she tried it on. She saw him looking at her and quickly put it back on the mannequin. He bought it for her the following week.

The hat still smelled faintly of lavender...............Auntie Em's favorite fragrance.

Now where are my .............the words trailed off, as she lifted the parcel onto her lap, and untied the faded ribbons. She carefully brought the small figures out of the box and lined them up across the table. Hickory had carved them for her, after the cyclone. She had described her friends to him, and he carved every detail to her specifications. She held them in her hand now, and studied them carefully, one by one.

She finally found the trunk she'd climbed all those stairs for. Uncle Henry's straw hat sat on top. She picked up the hat, wrapped her arms around it and hugged it to her body. She closed her eyes and pictured Uncle Henry working in the sun, with a fringe of white hair peeking out from under that straw hat. He only took it off to eat and sleep.

She missed Auntie Em and Uncle Henry.

Then she pried open the trunk, lifted the lid..........and peeked inside. OH MY! Had it really been seventy years since the cyclone had swirled the farm house right out of Kansas, and dropped it (with her inside) in that beautiful, yet sometimes frightening place, far, far away?

She often dreamed of going back. There were constant reminders. Why, even the dandelions, growing in the lane, reminded her of the "Yellow Brick Road."

She began pulling things from the trunk. "My old picnic basket," she cried. It had been a favorite hiding place for Toto, her beloved dog.

She missed Toto.

She shivered a little, as she uncovered the next two items. The broom and cape were the spoils of a quest, that resulted in life altering, self discovery for each of the four friends.

She found the testimonial that the Wizard had given the Scarecrow.......in recognition of his prowess as a deep thinker.

the heart medallion that the Tin Man had received, in recognition of his great capacity to love, but more importantly, to be loved.

Of course, his heart was so tender that tears would flow at the drop of a hat........necessitating the constant availability of an oil can, lest he rust solid.

She unwrapped a little gold case. Inside she found the "Medal Of Valor" the Wizard had awarded her feline friend, the Lion................whose unflinching courage in the face of danger, had saved them all.

She missed her friends.

She wrestled the Ruby Slippers free of the layers of old newspaper that covered them. Even in the fading light, from the attic's one small window........they still sparkled after all these years.

As she gazed at the shiny shoes, the words she had spoken so many years ago, flashed across her mind

"If you ever go looking for your heart's desire, look no further than your own back yard, because...............................................THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME!"

She had lived the last seventy years of her life right here, on this little farm, in the middle of Kansas.

She paused, seemingly lost in thought...............

Then the old woman eased herself into the threadbare old arm chair that used to sit in the parlor........pulled on the Ruby Slippers............closed her eyes..................and

drifted off
OVER THE RAINBOW.

..........................................................................................................................................................................
The sepia toned pictures at the beginning of my story, are a reference to the 1939 movie. that was shot in TECHNICOLOR, with the exception of the opening farm and cyclone scenes, which were done in sepia. The film makes the change from sepia to color as Dorothy opens the farm house door, after the cyclone drops them in Oz.
My pictures change from sepia to color when Dorothy opens the trunk.

The movie "THE WIZARD OF OZ" was adapted from the book "THE WONDERFUL WIZARD OF OZ" written by L. Frank Baum.

Here are two examples of early editions.

Judy Garland, as DOROTHY holding TOTO.

Original movie poster from 1939.

and

Original 1939 cast.

Have a wonderful weekend,

Kay

Many thanks to Twyla and Lindsey for hosting today's WONDERFUL WIZARD OF OZ GALA.
Be sure to visit TWO CRAZY CRAFTERS for links to all the Emerald City fun.

SUMMER FUN

2009-08-17T22:06:00.004-05:00

I've been among the missing............because all of my favorite house guests have been visiting the "HOLIDAY FLYNN."

MY SON, MY DAUGHTER, AND THEIR FAMILIES.

We spent time feeding the ducks.

We ate sweet, icy cold, delicious, BLUE sno cones.

The guys were drawn to the vintage locomotive.

We went hiking in the mountains..........and stood on the LOVER'S LEAP overlook.

All the girls screamed in terror, as my adult (and I use the term loosely) son made the swinging bridge bounce, and sway erratically, as we crossed it.

The mist from the waterfall feels cool and refreshing on a warm summer day.

The gnomes point the way to the ENCHANTED CAVERNS. They are especially helpful if you share your pastry.

As we walked through FAIRYLAND CAVERNS, we discovered scenes from beloved children's books displayed in every nook and crevice.

This little flock of birds quickly took up residence in the brightly painted birdhouse that we found in a fir tree.

One last look toward the horizon, where seven different states can be seen by looking through powerful binoculars.

Then it's down.....down......down, into the labyrinth of caves that run through the mountain, to the beautiful underground waterfall.

I love going on an adventure with my happy group!

Kay

ROBIN AND ROSES

2009-08-01T01:54:00.007-05:00

I HAVE A NEW NECKLACE!
My husband purchased it as an early birthday gift for me.

It was created by the extremely talented jewelry designer, Joy Jones of Cupids Charm. If you’re unfamiliar with Joy’s work, you should visit her HERE…….I know that you will fall in love with her beautiful jewelry pieces.......just as I did.

The Robin and Roses heart, was fashioned from a shard of vintage Mt. Clemens china, and hung from vintage rose connectors, on a doubled chain......then adorned with a Swarovski pearl and crystal pendant.

Very lovely...........Yes?

Kay

PINK SATURDAY - FRENCH CONNECTION

2009-07-25T03:31:00.003-05:00

I LOVE PINK ROSES !!!!

The name of this lovely rose is Old Paris. I can only speculate as why it was given this particular name........maybe because the vivid shade of pink is reminiscent of the wonderfully rich colors used on the vintage porcelain pieces, which are also called Old Paris.

This rose is a very prolific bloomer, so I'm constantly cutting little bouquets. I found this little vintage bottle at an antique store........I think Old Paris roses should feel right at home in a bottle that says Paris down the side, don't you agree ?

I plan to print gift tags from this photo of the Eiffel Tower, that I altered in Photoshop. I love the pink glow of the setting sun against the blue sky.

I had to include this photo of Molly that I took after one of her recitals. We looked around and there she was, white tutu and all, sitting in a bed of clover! The girl just can't pass up an opportunity to pick a bloom.

Many thanks to Beverly of How Sweet The Sound for hosting PINK SATURDAY. Be sure to visit her HERE for links to other participants.

Have a wonderful weekend,
Kay

TODAY IS OUR ANNIVERSARY

2009-07-20T02:16:00.001-05:00

Eighteen years ago today, a young widow, who was raising two children on her own, married her soul’s truest mate. For eighteen years he has been her partner in love and life, her refuge, the sharer of her dreams, the keeper of her heart, and her very best friend on this earth.

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, MY LOVE.

PINK SATURDAY --- ETCHED CRYSTAL DESSERT CUPS

2009-07-11T00:19:00.005-05:00

I love pretty serving pieces.

I found these little etched beauties on a recent antiquing trip.

What’s that? Yes, I know they’re not pink!
Just stay with me, I’m getting there.

I also found this sweet pink berry basket, and filled it with cherries.

I’m crazy for cherries! I love cherry lifesavers, and cherry limeades from Sonic, but my absolute favorite cherry treat, is Cherry Garcia ice cream. Hmmmm……

I’m thinking……dessert in the garden tonight.

　
See! Here are my pretty etched dessert dishes, filled with delicious (pink) cherry ice cream.

YUM!

Have a wonderful weekend,
Kay
　
Many thanks to Beverly of HOW SWEET THE SOUND for hosting, yet another, PINK SATURDAY. Be sure to visit her blog for links to more wonderful pink posts.　
　　

PINK SATURDAY --- PINK BABY SLIPPERS

2009-07-04T00:06:00.004-05:00

It's been said that good things come to those that wait.

It's been a year since I first saw these adorable pink baby slippers at one of the antique stores that I frequent.

It was the color, that first caught my eye. I loved how the white fur, over time, had turned a soft grey, which perfectly complimented the quilted pink satin. The little shoes had soft leather soles, as well. I was smitten. I lingered in front of the glass case where the shoes were displayed, and agonized over the price tag...........but, in the end, decided that I couldn't justify the price.

I've been back to the store several times over the past year. Each time I was elated to find the slippers were still there, behind the glass........................waiting.
No one had purchased my pink slippers.

Last week I visited the store where I first saw the dear little shoes. When I rounded the corner I saw a sign that read......................................... EVERYTHING IN THIS BOOTH -HALF PRICE.

My pace quickened, as the question formed in my head. Would they still be there?

As I approached the glass case, my question was answered.

There they were, the little pink slippers, behind the glass......waiting......for me!

Happy Pink Saturday and Happy Independence Day,

Kay

Please visit Beverly at How Sweet The Sound, for more wonderful PINK SATURDAY posts.

WAITING TO EXHALE

2009-07-02T09:39:00.006-05:00

If you hear something that sounds like a mighty wind, don't be alarmed.

It's only me exhaling!

I've managed to get through, what has to be, by all accounts, the busiest six weeks of my life. There were five graduations.........none of them local. There were two bridal showers, a baby shower, a cocktail party, a moving away party, three graduation parties, and a birthday party. Some of them I hosted/co-hosted, and some I simply attended. Some of the events were scheduled for the same weekend, so my husband and I found ourselves going in different directions in order to meet our obligations.........................But, today I'm taking time to smell the roses.

The garden looks lovely, even though I've hardly had time to pot a plant or pop a seed into the ground.

Thank goodness I have good structural plants to carry me through.

The thing that I'm most looking forward to, is catching up on my reading.

I LOVE BOOKS and I LOVE TO READ !

I've assembled a nice stack of possible candidates for sharing my afternoon. I know, this is the age of technology and many people prefer to do their reading on line. Not me! I love the smell of paper, the tactile quality of holding a book in my hand, and the feeling of anticipation as I turn the page. Even as a girl, I loved the fact that the long days of summer translated into more time for recreational reading.

I love history, but I also enjoy fiction.............................so, historically based fiction is what I'm drawn to, although not exclusively.

What do you like to read?

I've plumped up the pillow in my old wicker arm chair and placed it in a shady nook.

If anyone asks, I'll be in the garden......................with my books.

Have a peaceful day,

Kay

PINK SATURDAY---BIRTHDAY LUAU

2009-06-20T00:46:00.005-05:00

Molly chose a luau theme for her birthday party this year.

She looked so cute in her batik sarong, and pink lei.

What a beautiful island girl!

Nine candles on the cake this year! They grow up so quickly, don't they?

Sometimes I feel a little ache in my heart, when I realize that her thumbs are stuck into her pockets, instead of her mouth.

A more mature look , for sure! I sigh, and bemoan the fact that she's growing up too fast.

Then, in the blink of an eye...........she's a child again.

She's fond of glasses, but her eyesight is 20/20. What's a girl to do?

Well, you save your allowance, and buy yourself a pair of sassy pink rims with plain glass.
Who knew?

She's a wonderful nine year old, with a magnetic personality, that everyone flocks to.

Have a wonderful weekend,

Kay

Many thanks to Beverly for hosting PINK SATURDAY. Visit her at How Sweet The Sound for links to more pink posts.

I'M SHOWING MY CROWNS

2009-06-10T02:06:00.007-05:00

Andrea, at VINTAGE BELLA STUDIO has asked that we show her our crowns.

Here are three of mine.

A paper, fairy crown.......with rhinestone medallion.

An icy, crystal crown........fit for the Snow Queen.

And a paper crown celebrating the arrival of Spring.

There are many more beautiful crowns to be viewed. Click here for the list of bloggers that will show you their crowns.

Best Wishes,

Kay

PINK SATURDAY --- PINK CREATURES

2009-05-30T00:50:00.008-05:00

My post is short today, in fact, I'm surprised that I've found time to post anything at all. You see, every waking moment for the next two weeks will be devoted to enjoying my granddaughter, who has come for a visit.

Molly and I pondered , and agonized over what to post for Pink Saturday?????????????????????

Then, just as we were about to give up, that proverbial LIGHT BULB came on over Molly's head. Lets see if we can find some pink animals, she said.......because Molly is a gentle soul who loves all creatures.

HERE ARE MOLLY'S FAVORITE PHOTOS:

Newly hatched robins

A Papilio Romanzovia Butterfly

A pink flamingo, with it's head tucked under it's wing.

A pink pig, whose best friend is a tiger.

AND HERE ARE MY FAVORITE CREATURE PHOTOS:

A cute little pink poodle, named Molly.

Molly was two years old, and not interested in wearing a Halloween costume. My daughter and I decided that if we could doll-up a nice comfy pair of sweats she might agree to dress up. So we bought several yards of pink tulle and free handed our way to a pink poodle. I even made her a silver sequined collar with the name FIFI printed on it.

SHE LOVED IT!

Have a wonderful weekend,

Kay

Be sure to visit Beverly http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/ , where you will find links to many more Pink Saturday posts. Today is a special day for Beverly. She is celebrating her one year anniversary hosting Pink Saturday, and we've all been invited to the party.

PINK SATURDAY --- PINK BONNETS

2009-05-23T07:43:00.003-05:00

Yesterday’s trip to the flea market was a successful one. I found several treasures, including the two items I’m sharing this morning.

The first was found in a box of baby clothes. I almost overlooked it, because it was so crumpled and dirty that I thought it was a scrap of fabric left over from cutting out a pattern…….but when I smoothed out the folds, here is what I found.

Don’t you just love the rows of lacy ruffles.

The second was neatly displayed on a shelf among other baby items. It’s sweet, almost rosy, color and simple lines captured my heart, and I knew I had to buy it.

It’s ribbon ties are missing, so until I can find a length of ribbon in the right color, I have attached two small, millinery flowers at each side.

I brought the items home and gently hand washed them. Then, I very carefully pressed them. They are very delicate………but very beautiful!

Have a wonderful Memorial Day weekend,

Kay

Visit our gracious host, Beverly, at http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/ for the links to more pink posts.

Pink Saturday --- Pink Peonies & Limoges

2009-05-16T00:06:00.004-05:00

Pink, with all it’s various shades and hues, is the dominant color in my garden. I do have accents of blue, yellow and lavender, but there’s no mistaking my fondness for the color pink. As the roses burst forth with their first wave of blooms, my garden looks like it’s covered in pink frosting. The second wave of pink arrives in May when the peonies bloom. Who can resist these delicate blooms with their rows and rows of ruffled petals.

I cut a bouquet of frilly pink peonies to photograph with
this small Limoges plate that I bought at the Nashville Flea Market, from one of my favorite vendors.

Her booth is always filled with things I can't resist, and this Limoges plate was one of them. I love the colors in the painting and the beautiful scalloped edge, rimmed in gold.

I made a little mosaic of pink peonies and Limoges.

Everything looks good when paired with a little pink…..don’t you think?

Have a wonderful weekend,
Kay

Visit Beverly, our gracious Pink Saturday host, at http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/my_weblog/ for more pink posts.

Home Again

2009-05-13T02:57:00.007-05:00

Just a quick hello.

I've been away visiting my favorite ballerina, Molly....... who is pictured here, standing between two of her BFFs.

The girls had just finished rehearsing for their ballet recital the next day.

They are just too cute!

Kay

Pink Saturday---First Roses

2009-05-02T05:14:00.004-05:00

Good morning and happy Pink Saturday.

Moderate temperatures and an abundance of rain have transformed the garden.

The arbor is heavy with beautiful blooms. The name of this wonderful rose is Zephirine Drouhin. It is a great choice for any spot that gets a lot of traffic, because it is completely thornless......no pricks as you walk by, and that's especially important if you have young children. I cut the blooms by the hands full, and place them in vases all around the house.....their fragrance is very lovely.

I hope that spring has arrived at your house, and Mother Nature has put on her finest display in your back yard, as well.

Have a wonderful weekend,

Kay

I'd like to thank Beverly at How Sweet The Sound for hosting Pink Saturday. Please visit her here for links to all participants.

Beautiful Blogging Party

2009-05-01T02:34:00.011-05:00

I'd like to thank Joy at CUPIDS CHARM for hosting today's

Beautiful Blogging Party.

Visit her here for links to all participants.

WHY I LOVE BLOGGING

Even though a blog is a very personal thing, and we all create our blogs to reflect our viewpoint….I think the two things that I love most about blogging are the sense of community and sharing.

I’ll never forget the day that I stumbled upon a blog, while doing a search on the web. I knew nothing about blogging. I’d heard the term batted around during political campaigns, but had never read one. I clicked my mouse and there before my eyes was the most amazing "article," for lack of a better description, complete with beautiful photos. I was speechless! I lingered........

There was a Flickr slideshow.

“I love taking photos and creating slideshows!”

There were beautiful handmade paper and fabric items.

“I’ve always loved making things!”

There were collections of vintage items.

“I’ve been collecting vintage items my entire adult life!”

I added the site to my favorites…and made return visits. I discovered links to other blogs with interests similar to mine. I read them all, pouring over the beautiful photographs.

“Photography is a hobby of mine, as well!”

I began to feel that a real sense of community existed among these women. In days past, we worked, played, worshiped, were educated, and grew up in our immediate surroundings. Women chatted over fences, formed friendships, and helped one another.

Today our lives are more insular. We are a very busy society. The constraints of distance and time have rendered the “chat over the back fence” improbable, at best…….and yet, here were women chatting over virtual fences. Sharing their latest endeavors, as well as, snippets of their personal lives.

I wanted to be a part of that community. I wanted to chat over the fence with all those interesting women……but, I would be the new kid on the block. Would they be interested in anything that I had to say?…..and would my interpretation of our “shared interests” be worthy of anyone’s attention? I needed to find out. I sorted through the process of setting up my blog, and jumped in. I didn’t know what to write about. I was apprehensive. I typed some words, added a photo, and hit POST. I waited….would anyone really read this? How would anyone know I was there? I’m a grain of sand on a beach! I posted a few more times…….nothing! And then…..someone read my posts and left me a lovely poem, in return. I was thrilled and amazed at the same time.

I wondered how anyone had ever found my needle in that great virtual haystack.

I’m still relatively new at this. I’m still figuring it out, but I’ve made some wonderful friends. Yes, I do consider them friends, even though we’ve never met face-to-face. I’ve discovered that in addition to being a place to showcase your ideas, artwork, latest vintage finds, collections and photography…..this virtual community, has a great deal in common with the communities of old. People genuinely care about one another. They support and encourage each other. They offer an ear , if you need to vent…..a shoulder, to cry on…..always ready to have ideas bounced off them…..they offer a place to laugh….a place to play, and a place to learn. Our common interests bring us together where time and distance are no longer obstacles.

OK, When I joined this community, no one showed up on my doorstep with a freshly baked pie……but many have shared their favorite recipes. The key word here is…….shared.

Everything in life is more meaningful, when shared.
Best Wishes,
Kay

Spring's Bounty

2009-04-29T16:04:00.007-05:00

I took the photo of the sunset while walking a nearby greenway with my family and our dogs. We walked over the hill and this beautiful sunset came into view. My son-in-law, Marc and I took out our cameras and started shooting. The rustic wheelbarrow photo was taken during a trip to Historic Williamsburg. All the rest were taken in my garden.

Enjoy!

Kay

Pink Saturday---Flea Market Find

2009-04-25T06:01:00.005-05:00

I spent some time, Friday morning, at the Nashville Flea Market. I was going through a box of sewing articles when I noticed something sticking out from under the cloth that covered one of the tables. I lifted the cloth and saw, what looked like, a frame. The proprietress came over and said that the frame had held a mirror, but it had been broken as they carried it into the building, so she had tucked the frame under the table. I asked if I could buy it. She promptly answered yes!

This is what it looked like when I bought it.

I had a plan......I searched through my fabric stash and came up with this piece of pink raw silk. I think the color compliments the gold frame and I like the texture.

Then I made a tissue paper template of the frame opening, because I needed a pattern for cutting the new foam core background, that I planned to cover in my pink silk fabric.

Here is the frame with the new fabric in place.

Now all I have to do is add some of my favorite things...... and I have a sweet, pink memory board.

Whew! Now I'm going to slip on my two-toned, pink readers, and enjoy one of my favorite magazines.

Have a great weekend,

Kay

A big Thank You to sweet Beverly for hosting "Pink Saturday." Visit her http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/ for links to more wonderful pink posts

Beautiful Travel Photos

2009-04-24T00:40:00.005-05:00

I saw an add today that read….”the travel season is upon us, make your plans now.” As far as I’m concerned, any season is travel season. Just let me pack my camera and I’m ready to go. The world is full of amazing things to photograph.

HERE IS A COLLAGE OF BEAUTIFUL PHOTOS FROM MY TRAVELS

Grab your camera and record something. Beauty is everywhere.

Kay

Pink Saturday---Pink Picnic In The Park

2009-04-18T01:57:00.006-05:00

Good morning and happy Pink Saturday.

I've been busy preparing a lovely lunch, in hopes that you would join me for a picnic in the park.

Feel free to peruse the pink menu, as we search for the perfect spot to spread the pink checked quilt.

I've arranged pink gerbera daisies, in an old ironstone pitcher. The shell pink dinnerware is "Versailles" by Fitz and Floyd. The pink brocade napkins are from Waterford. The bread plates, with the pink Rugosa Rose pattern, were a flea market find. Cut glass plates and berry bowl, and vintage crystal wine glasses, filled with champagne punch, complete the tablescape.

This antique English, horn handled knife with silver fittings, will make short work of slicing the French baguette.

For a sweet finish to our meal, we have chocolate brownies with pink cloud frosting, topped with a fresh strawberry slice.

All is ready......................

slip off your pretty straw hat, with vintage pink millinery bouquet, and ENJOY!

I'd like to thank Beverly at How Sweet The Sound, for hosting Pink Saturday. Visit her http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/ for links to more pink posts.

Have a wonderful weekend,

Kay

Miley & Molly

2009-04-16T01:02:00.006-05:00

I apologize for being among the missing for the last ten days, but I’ve been having the time of my life with my daughter and granddaughter, who are visiting. I managed to get tickets to the Miley Cyrus book signing. Molly was one of 400 girls who got to meet Miley, and have her sign their copy of her new book.

How do you pass the time while waiting in line? You read the book that you brought to be signed

As the line moved closer, and Miley came into view, Molly turned to the girl behind her, and said “I can’t believe it’s really her.” The other girl replied “ I can’t believe it’s really her, either.” Then the two held hands and jumped up and down as they squealed with excitement.

It’s Molly’s turn!

Easter Fun

Spring Art Hop at Cheekwood Botanical Gardens

Family Egg Hunt

Caroline, Molly and Elizabeth

Molly, who loves all creatures, also caught a moth, rescued a turtle, and found an inch worm.

We have been working on a dog collage, but we haven't finished it yet.

Gotta go.....we have more fun stuff to do.

Kay

Pink Saturday---Spring Frocks

2009-04-11T03:07:00.005-05:00

Every spring we witness the earth's metamorphosis, as the gray, colorless days of winter give way to clear blue skies and colorful blooms.....like these vivid pink dogwood blossoms from my front yard.

I'm eager to shed my dark winter clothing for light spring colors, as well.

Here are two pretty old pink gowns from my collection. The first gown has fabric flowers with rhinestone centers, outlining the waist and strapless bodice.

The second pink gown, has a beautiful watercolored floral motif on the bodice and skirt.....and a lavender sash.

I love pairing pink with red.....like this needlepoint pillow, with the pink cabbage rose, on my red sofa.

And here is a little rabbit pin, from the 50's, that I found at an antique store.

Thank you, to Beverly at How Sweet The Sound for hosting Pink Saturday. Visit her at http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/ for a list of other pink posts.

Happy Easter,

Kay

Pink Saturday---Pink Easter Grass

2009-04-04T01:49:00.005-05:00

My sister, Debbie, and I were shopping recently. She found a sweet little basket to decorate for Easter…..all it needed was some grass. She chose green grass. I needed grass for my basket, as well. My sister watched as I reached for a bag filled with pastel pink shreds. “Are you buying pink, she asked?” I am, I replied. I think the soft color will compliment the patina of my old basket….pictured here sitting amongst the pink flowers on my needlepoint rug.

This is my Easter basket from my childhood. It survived my teen years by being the place where I stashed my make-up and hair items. I love the shape of this old basket. The colors have faded, but the pink grass adds some interest.

What color grass do you prefer in your basket?

Some pink roses from my garden.

Molly in a pink dress, surrounded by pink bleeding hearts.

Be sure to visit Beverly’s blog http://howsweetthesound.typepad.com/ for links to other Pink Saturday posts.

Have a wonderful weekend.

Kay

Garden Jewels

2009-03-23T13:55:00.004-05:00

My garden is coming on quickly. I have nourished the beds with the dark, sweet smelling, natural nutrients that result from my composting efforts. The perennials are pushing their heads up through the soil...already four inches high in some areas. The flowering trees are blooming.....cherry, peach and dogwood. New grass in that brilliant shade of "spring green" that falls somewhere between green and yellow, has replaced the brownish thatch of winter. Daffodils and hellebore are in full flower. All the springtime colors seem to jump right out at you, when viewed against a cloudless, brilliant blue sky. The garden is dressed and ready for her debut.....all she lacks are the beautiful bits of color that punctuate the green background like jewels...........I eagerly await.

I created this mosaic in Photoshop, from photos of my garden in 2008.

Kay

Embracing My Celtic Roots

2009-03-17T16:57:00.013-05:00

And what a beautiful St. Patrick's Day it is. The sky is a perfect robin's egg blue...the birds are singing...the trees are covered in spring blooms in shades of pink ranging from the palest, almost white, to a vivid almost red. It's a warm day, but step into the shade and it feels a little nippy. A perfect day, if you ask me.

I decorated this wreath with ivy, white daisies, and a porcelain plaque with an Irish Blessing. The potatoes are a reference to the great potato famine, in Ireland, that caused my husband's ancestors to leave their homeland and immigrate to the United States.

This woolen wrap is perfect for a crisp spring day. It's made of the softest Irish wool. I love the Celtic knot design.................

And the colors are reversed on the other side. I have options!
Again, Celtic knots are a favorite of mine. Couldn't resist these earrings.

I've found a wonderful Irish fragrance called ...Innisfree.

The packaging describes the fragrance this way................

"The essence of Ireland. A celebration of femininity and nature. A magical fruit and floral fragrance including lavender oil distilled from our own fields in County Wicklow. Beneath the description, a quote:

"And I shall have some peace there,

for peace comes dropping slow......"

-W. B. Yeats 'The Lake Isle Of Innisfree'

It's always been a favorite of mine.

I'm dressed in the items that reflect my Celtic roots. After dinner, I have a date with John Wayne and Maureen O'Hara as they navigate the obstacles that hamper their wedded bliss. No St. Patrick's Day is complete, until you've watched The Quiet Man...it's a tradition at my house.

I'll leave you with the Irish Blessing that hangs on my wreath.............

May the road rise to meet you.

May the wind always be at your back.

May the sun shine warm upon your face,

the rain fall soft upon your fields.

And until we meet again,

may God hold you in the palm of his hand.

Kay

Red Transferware and Crocheted Items

2009-03-10T15:32:00.009-05:00

I’m always on the look out for red transferware. I’ve been collecting it for a while now, but haven’t had much luck finding new pieces lately. A couple of weeks ago I decided to spend the day at the Nashville Flea Market. I hadn’t been in several months so it seemed the perfect way to spend a cold, wet Saturday afternoon. You know how it is, “hit or miss” “feast or famine” sometimes you find more treasures than your budget can support, and sometimes you find nothing. I wondered if the flagging economy would translate into bargain prices, and I wondered if I would find any old salt shakers for dispensing glitter, since that was my objective for the day. After perusing only two booths, I knew it was going to be a fun day. I found a really good group of old photos at the first booth and some cute crocheted items at the second. The third and fourth booths each had red transferware items. “Wa Hoo”

The red transferware fairies were smiling on me.

The scene on this plate was reminiscent of a canal view in Venice……one of my favorite places. I also liked the ribbon floating above the structure. So I purchased it.

Imagine my surprise when later, upon closer inspection, I discovered that the plate was made for the John Ringling residence, in Sarasota, Florida.

I recognized the name John Ringling as the head of the famous group of brothers who, by merging their Ringling Brothers Circus with the Barnum and Bailey Circus, created a monopoly of traveling circuses…thus the name ”The Greatest Show On Earth.” I did a little research and discovered that the scene on the plate is an artist’s rendering of John Ringling’s mansion, Ca’ d Zan, in Sarasota, Florida.

The floating ribbon says: “Ca’ d Zan John Ringling Residence Sarasota Florida."

Other red transferware purchases include:

“Bristol”-Crown Ducal

“Avon Cottage”

“Memory Lane”

“Ragland Castle in 1792”

From the "Old Britian Castles" collection by Johnson Brothers, England

And two of these charming turkeys to hang for the holidays.

Here are some of the photos and crocheted items that I purchased. I love the pink pin cushion hat, and I just had to have the little crocheted “bag” for lack of a better description. It’s about 4 inches long and the stitches are so tiny and fine. I have no idea what it’s intended use could have been, but………………….

I’m using it for this!

Oh, by the way, I completely forgot to look for salt shakers!

Kay

Missing Their Faces

2009-03-05T10:25:00.007-06:00

My grandchildren live in other states, so there are long intervals between visits. Children grow so quickly….I know that the next time I see them they will have changed. I hate missing out. I know that I’m not the only grandmother who doesn’t have ready access to her grandchildren, but that doesn’t make it any easier and I do envy those that do. When we are together, I take lots of photos. I can’t get enough of them. I made this collage from my photo stash. They are all older now, but I love these pictures of their little round faces.

Although three of my grandchildren are siblings, all four have their own personalities and traits.

Madison (top center photo) is the oldest, my first grandchild. She has dark brown hair, and wants to pursue a career in the performing arts, she sings like an angel and has performed in an impressive number of plays, for someone her age. She has wonderful negotiating skills. Her father (my son) once said “Madison, here’s the deal, I want you to………….” She looked him square in the face and said, “I don’t like that deal, I want another deal.” She was three!

Waverly (photo on the left) is my son’s second child. She has red hair, cute little freckles and a bubbly personality. Waverly is very sweet and kind. She genuinely cares for others. She decided, on her own, to grow her hair until it was long enough to donate to the “Locks Of Love” program for children on chemotherapy. This was a three year project, one that she was very dedicated to. I’m sure her lovely red tresses made some little girl very happy.

Molly (photo on the right) is my daughter’s child. She is our raven haired princess and she is a dancer. Molly feels the music in her soul and interprets what she feels through her movements. At age three we noticed that she could watch a dancer and recreate their complex moves from memory. Molly is an animal lover, as well. She cares about all living creatures. She is sweet and affectionate and loves family girl parties. Molly also likes to sew and create art pieces.

Bailey (bottom center photo) is my son’s third child. The photo was taken shortly after he was born. I love his little round face and innocent expression. Bailey has blonde hair and looks just like his father did at that age. He is a happy baby. I don’t know yet what Bailey’s interests will be, they will be revealed as he grows, which brings me back to my original point, I hate not being there for all the revelations!

Kay

She Lost Her Head !

2009-02-24T22:06:00.003-06:00

Stella and Ruthie were having a wonderful time playing beneath the giant fir tree in the garden. The sun, shining through the branches, made pretty patterns on the ground where the girls sat arranging the furniture in the dolls house. Suddenly the tranquil mood was shattered by two rather rambunctious doggies, who came bounding across the garden. When they reached the girls, one of the dogs jumped up on Ruthie.........

causing her to stumble and fall. SHE LOST HER HEAD ! We want to help Ruthie get her head together.

Can anyone suggest a good glue for repairing little bisque dolls?

Thanks,

Kay

Serendipity !

2009-02-20T13:35:00.008-06:00

I have a passion for all things involving the use of needle and thread. I'm drawn to textiles, lace, buttons, trim...basically anything I can put a stitch to. Sewing items are one of my favorite treasures to hunt.
I recently found this sweet little blue wicker sewing box.......

with a pastel bouquet of flowers on the lid that remind me of my garden. Oh, I'm so ready to put winter behind me and move on to spring.

I found another, smaller bouquet, on the inside. A nice reminder to stop and smell the roses, when you're frantically digging through your supplies looking for something you've misplaced.

Web sources indicate that these sewing boxes were made by the Harvey Company during the 1940's and '50's.

Among the items of interest that were inside the box when I bought it, were:

this tatting instruction book, along with various threads and cords. I found the instructions for left-handed tatters amusing. It reads....."The left-handed should place a pocket mirror to the left of each drawing, and the exact working position will be reflected in the mirror." I can't imagine having both your hands occupied with thread, while trying to look into a tenuously placed mirror to see if your technique is correct. Arrgh! Who carries a mirror in their pocket anyway?

this "gasoline station token" scissors sharpener and old pair of scissors......

this needle book with kittens, and smaller packages of needles from England.....but hidden inside a tattered paper bag in the very bottom of the sewing box were........
eight of THESE!

PURE SERENDIPITY!

Kay

Wishing You A Happy St. Valentine's Day

2009-02-14T13:53:00.005-06:00

FRIDAY FIELD TRIP

2009-02-13T08:46:00.017-06:00

Today I’m joining Tiffany at Shabby Scraps for her “Field Trip Friday” début. The idea is to photograph interesting destinations and purchases, to post and share with fellow bloggers. Tiffany hopes that these Friday posts will become a shopping and entertainment resource for anyone planning a trip. Please visit Tiffany’s blog to sign up to participate or to link to participants. http://shabbyscraps.typepad.com/shabbyscraps/ Today I'm visiting Historic Downtown Franklin, Tennessee. We were experiencing severe storms, with damaging winds, the day of my visit, so outdoor shots were not possible. I will save the story of the town for another Friday when I can include photos. My destination today is the Franklin Antique Mall.

The Mall is housed in a huge old building, that was once an ice house. It has many odd floor levels and lots of nooks and crannies to investigate. It takes a while to see everything.

Vintage church pews and antique doors add charm to the entry.

Straight ahead, as you enter the building , you see a wonderful valentine display, housed in an antique glass fronted case.

I found hearts in places other than the display case. Aren't these swans sweet?

A drawer full of pretty napkins.

A booth full of vintage baby dolls...30 percent off !

A pretty lamp in one of my favorite colors......PINK !

Some pink cross stitched pillowcases and one embroidered with flowers...oh, and another heart.

Beautiful chenille items filled this booth.

A very lovely young lady wearing a beautiful gown and roses in her hair.

I really loved this pink vase with dogwood blossoms and wanted to take it home with me but I thought the price was too high since it was slightly cracked. So I left without it. "Sigh"

I spotted one more heart before leaving.

I hope you enjoyed visiting the Franklin Antique Mall. I look forward to posting more about this wonderful little town.

Have a wonderful weekend.
Kay

"Heartfelt"

2009-02-12T12:01:00.006-06:00

The best and most beautiful things in the world
cannot be seen or even touched.
They must be felt with the heart.
-Hellen Keller

When I came across this quote from Hellen Keller, I was struck by how profoundly astute this lady was, even with her disabilities, at assessing the essence of life…the things that move our soul. When we hear our babies first cry, or witness it’s first smile of recognition. The way your heart jumps when you find that first brave green shoot peeping out of the frozen soil, signaling that spring is on it’s way. That warm feeling that envelopes you when you look around the room at family gatherings, and know that all of you share the same history as well as the same DNA. You are all linked to the same ancestors…you share a common bond.
All of these heartfelt emotions are heightened by our senses of sight and hearing, and she had neither……how amazing!
Kay

Chocolate Valentine L-O-V-E

2009-02-05T03:04:00.015-06:00

I'll be baking my favorite chocolate cake for Valentine's Day.

This cake is mouthwateringly moist. The secret ingredient that gives it such mysterious dark depths of flavor is a cup of strong black coffee...Oh my goodness it's to die for.It's easy to make, but looks like you spent hours. The recipe follows.

Black Magic Cake

Ingredients:
2 cups sugar
1-3/4 cups all-purpose flour
3/4 cup HERSHEY'S Cocoa
2 teaspoons baking soda
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
2 eggs
1 cup buttermilk
1 cup strong black coffee OR 2 teaspoons powdered instant coffee plus 1 cup boiling water
1/2 cup vegetable oil
1 teaspoon vanilla extract

Directions:

1. Heat oven to 350°F. Grease and flour two 9-inch round baking pans or one 13x9x2-inch baking pan.

2. Stir together sugar, flour, cocoa, baking soda, baking powder and salt in large bowl. Add eggs, buttermilk, coffee, oil and vanilla; beat on medium speed of mixer 2 minutes (batter will be thin). Pour batter evenly into prepared pans.

3. Bake 30 to 35 minutes for round pans, 35 to 40 minutes for rectangular pan or until wooden pick inserted in center comes out clean. Cool 10 minutes; remove from pans to wire racks. Cool completely. Frost as desired. Yields 10 to 12 servings.

When I make this cake, I like to finish it with a "French Ganache" frosting.

It's such a rich, beautiful frosting and it's so simple to make. Just two ingredients!

Here's the recipe for:

French Ganache Frosting

8 ounces best quality semisweet chocolate ( I use Ghirardelli Semisweet Chocolate Chips)

1 cup heavy cream

Directions: Prepare an ice bath. In a small saucepan, bring heavy cream to a simmer. Remove from heat, and pour over chocolate chips. Using a rubber spatula, gently stir until chocolate melts. Divide mixture between two bowls. Set one aside. Place the other over the ice bath, and stir until mixture reaches the consistency of toothpaste.

With an offset spatula, spread an even layer of the thicker ganache over the entire cake. Still using the offset spatula, pour remaining half of the ganache over the cake until completely covered and smooth. I love the way the frosting shines.

I usually make a three layer cake because it looks good and my husband can't wait to have a taste. So to avoid his harassing me with "nobody is going to notice if there's a piece missing," he gets to cut and nibble on the extra fourth layer....just a little insurance against having to serve half a cake.

Of course that means that I need to double the cake and frosting recipes.

Whether you serve it plain, or decorate it with sliced fresh strawberries or fresh flowers...this cake is a crowd pleaser.

I hope your family enjoys this fabulous cake as much as mine.

Kay

Vintage Scottie Pin And Apron

2009-01-29T03:48:00.003-06:00

There's nothing that can brighten a gray day like finding a vintage Scottie pin.

I had one like this when I was a child. It was a favorite of mine, but like many a childhood possession, one day I looked for it and it was gone, lost forever, and soon forgotten.....until I saw this one in a glass case at the antique store. I could hardly wait for the merchant to unlock the door and hand the small treasure to me. "There you are" I thought to myself, knowing all the while that it wasn't actually the one that I had lost so many years ago, but it felt like my long lost friend, just the same.

I decided that it was the perfect accent for the pocket of this apron of the same era. Very "Mary Engelbreit" don't you think?

I hope you find a treasure to spark a sweet memory as well.

Kay

Chinese New Year Card

2009-01-27T01:30:00.017-06:00

This card wishes you "Happy New Year." I created this greeting card in Photoshop, from paper cutouts of children in traditional celebratory dress, that I scanned into my computer.

The color RED is used in all aspects of preparing for the 15 day New Year celebration. Flowers are an important element in decorating for this auspicious occasion. Red and pink blooms are the colors most used.

Colorful clothing with red accents, like the outfit my granddaughter Molly is wearing, are traditionally worn.

My daughter made a 7 ft. long silk Temple Lion costume. Five people lined up underneath the cloth, standing hands to shoulder, will be needed to animate this colorful fellow during the "Lion Dance."

Gifts of money, sealed in red envelopes, are an important part of the New Year celebration. It's thought that experiencing good fortune during this celebration period insures it's continuation throughout the rest of the year, therefore bosses give annual bonuses at this time to bolster their workers prosperity. Children delight in receiving red envelopes too. I scanned in some currency that I brought home from China with me. I created the red envelope in Photoshop.

Most evenings are spent playing games. Mah Jongg, is a favorite. I learned to play this game during a visit to China. The set in the picture was a birthday present from my husband.

I found this little Mah Jongg set at an antique store. It's from the early 1920's. The playing pieces are "Bakelite." The front cover, with it's brass name plate, lifts off to reveal four little drawers. The first is sectioned. I love the small brass pulls.

The Rules Book is red with a bamboo border around the printing.

This game was copyrighted in 1920 by the J P Babcock Co. and again in 1923 by Parker Brothers.

Here is my New Year's wish for you......"May your year be filled with an abundance of Happiness, Friendship, Peace and Love."
Kay

Dreaming Of Spring

2009-01-23T21:02:00.031-06:00

The months of January and February are the coldest of the winter months here in the southern United States. The cold temperatures and gusty winds have stripped the garden of it's lush foliage and plant material, leaving only the bare skeletons of the trees and shrubs for viewing. This clean slate offers an opportunity to ponder the changes you envision making come spring. This ritual is one I cherish. Gray day?....no problem....you only have to open the cover of your favorite garden book, to pour over page after page of beautiful photos of rose blooms, colorful borders, and lush shrubbery. Instant gloom buster. There are three gardeners whose design philosophy have influenced my garden style. They are Martha Stewart, Rosemary Verey, and Tasha Tudor. I've been fortunate to have met all three of these talented ladies. I met Martha Stewart at a book signing. Her "Gardening Month by Month" has long been a favorite reference for me. The photos in this book are breathtaking.
She autographed my copy. Tasha Tudor's gardens are filled with perennial plants, flowering shrubs, fruit trees, herb beds and vegetables. I attended a lecture by Tasha Tudor. She walked barefoot onto the stage, dressed in her signature 1830's ankle length dress and kerchief. I was struck by her slight frame, since I knew that she performed much of the labor about her home. She tended the gardens, milked her goats twice a day, gathered fire wood, cooked her meals, did laundry, sewed her own clothing from flax she grew and spun, and still made time to sketch and paint. She reached the easel and pastels that awaited her, lifted the chalk and began to sketch as she told the story of her life. The sketches that she completed on stage were to be auctioned for charity, after the event. I was outbid....Sigh. I did stand in line to have her sign my copy of her latest gardening book. At number 524, I was about midway in the line. She only took a 30 minute break before I reached her. What a woman! Each person in the signing line also received this sweet picture of Tasha in her straw bonnet.My long wait was so worth it. When it was my turn, she sweetly shook my hand and asked me about my garden. She was interested in knowing what plants grow well in the southern climate. Then she signed my book. Rosemary Verey has long been a favorite gardener and author of mine. She signed my copy of her book, "Classic Garden Design," at her home in England. Barnsley's garden is one of the most photographed gardens in the world, but it's so beautiful that the photos can't do it justice. I bought this old brass ladle at the antique shop located on the ground floor of the manor.This lovely lady with her hat and pearls, is one of a pair of statues that flank the entrance to the potager. Strangely enough, I think she vaguely resembles Queen Elizabeth. What do you think?
Unfortunately, two of my gardening icons are no longer with us.

Rosemary Verey - 21 December 1918-31 May 2001

Her grave marker reads: Mother, Churchwarden, Gardener

Tasha Tudor - 28 August 1915-18 June 2008

"When I die I'm going right back to the 1830's."

-Tasha Tudor

Cozy Sofa, Warm Fire, Good Book.....NOT!

2009-01-17T02:29:00.019-06:00

Is it cold where you are? It's freezing here. All Friday afternoon as I went about finishing up the everyday chores that are "the mechanics of life," my eyes kept wandering over to my favorite cozy spot on the sofa, where on a blustery day like today, I love to sit and read. The desire to ease myself down onto that cushion (the one with the crater-like indention which is, strangely enough, the exact size of my back side) was palpable. Really! I was drawn like a moth to a flame. I announced to my husband, "grab your coat...we're eating out tonight" and we ventured out into the cold, which only reinforced my burning desire to curl up and read. We had a lovely dinner at our favorite Thai restaurant Then we stopped by the book store, where I purchased several magazines and Ken Follett's "World Without End." I read his "Pillars Of The Earth" years ago and loved it. My new purchases should keep me occupied for a while, since Follett's book alone is about the size of "War And Peace." I digress. We couldn't get back to our warm little house fast enough for me. As soon as we hit the door, I went straight upstairs and changed into my comfy slippers, while my husband produced a roaring fire in the fireplace. With reading material in hand, I curled up on the sofa, placed a warm throw over my lap, put on my glasses, opened my book and began.....Chapter One. I was about two paragraphs into it, when my sixth sense (mothers, grandmothers, and dog owners have this) began to send a strange tingling sensation up the back of my neck and I became keenly aware that I was being watched. I slowly removed my glasses and peeked over the top of my book.
THERE THEY WERE! Two big brown eyes, staring at me with "how about a little game of tug?" written all over them.

"Ohhh nooo. Not gonna happen." I replaced my glasses, adjusted my throw, and re-read the first paragraph. "WOW ! this book is going to be good," I thought to myself as paragraph two came into view.... again. Then the tiniest little whimper drifted over the edge of my wonderful book and floated into my ear. I stopped, and lowered my book for a second time. The pleading had begun in earnest. She was pulling out all the stops. She was giving me her very best "pound puppy" look. "Don't give in," I warned myself. "Stand your ground"...but before the thought had completely formed in my brain...I felt a crack forming in my resolve. I tried not to make eye contact as I shakily raised the book once more and searched for paragraph three... "Ah, there it is." I didn't begin reading right away. I hid behind my book...waiting for any further interruptions. Thirty seconds......forty seconds......forty-five seconds......nothing. "Well! That's more like it. I guess we know who the alpha dog is in this house." I wanted to feel smug. I wanted to resume reading...............but...................

Something was amiss. "Just look at her lying there all la...la...la.. I'm not paying any attention to you." "It's written all over her face...in plain sight...for anyone to read." "She doesn't care if I play tug or not.... in fact, she wouldn't play tug with me if I begged her." It's a wise person that knows when they have been bested. I took off my glasses, laid down my book, stood up and said....."Come on my girl....who wants to read when there's a nice game of "tug" to be played?" Furthermore, I could swear that she smiled as she trotted off to get her toy.

Have a lovely weekend,

Kay

Backyard Musings

2009-01-14T17:27:00.012-06:00

I'm very fortunate to have, in my family room, a wall of windows with a panoramic view into my garden. Interest is at a premium during the months of January and February...blooms come and go as the seasons dictate, but the constants in the garden are the birds. These beautiful little creatures never cease to entertain. This morning I watched as our family of six Cardinals ventured into the partially frozen water of the birdbath, splashing about like children playing in the surf, with no apparent regard for the cold. My husband laughed as I voiced my thoughts. "What keeps their itty bitty feet from freezing? Seriously! There's so little volume. I know that they fluff up their feathers, trapping air between the feathers and skin creating a down filled sleeping bag effect for warmth. I know that shivering increases their body heat.....but what about their feet?" He just shook his head and laughed.

This little carved bird with it's feathers all fluffed out was a gift from one of my granddaughters.

It's a favorite of mine.

I bought this old, framed "Baby Blue Jay" print at an antique store for six dollars. I removed it from the frame, cleaned it up, scanned it, and added a quote.

Then I printed it out in several sizes, ready to be decorated with ribbon, glitter, and buttons for use in various projects.....I even added a few of the birds to my blog banner. Keep warm.
Kay

Random Acts of Kindness

2009-01-13T14:01:00.004-06:00

I would like to thank all who have left kind comments re: my brother-in-law's very serious automobile accident. It has been a very long and difficult process. He has spent almost 6 weeks in the ICU. The hip, that was crushed in the accident, has been pinned and plated. (the trauma was too great to do the total hip replacement that he needs, at this time) He had so many pulmonary emboli, that surgery to install a filtering system was necessary, but he continued to throw clots. He then suffered a heart attack and a stroke. He was then moved from the Trauma ICU to the Cardiac ICU. The doctors still couldn't find where the blood clots were coming from. After many tests, it was discovered that he'd had a hole in his heart from birth and the trauma from the accident had caused pvc's, which caused his heart to throw clots. Surgery was scheduled to close the opening, but, once in, it was discovered that he had three major artery blockages...so bypass was necessary and the hole repair became a separate surgery which took place yesterday. The filtering system had to be removed before his cardiac surgery and will need to be reinstalled after he is stable. ( Sounds like an episode of "House"... doesn't it?) He had a good night and is having a good day today. We are seeing some signs of improvement. We pray for more. My sister is exhausted! She has been by his side the whole time. We so appreciate all of your random acts of kindness.

Kay

Turning The Page and Handmade Gifts

2009-01-02T17:36:00.000-06:00

The past month has been such a flurry of activity! Planning gatherings, hosting gatherings, buying and wrapping gifts, decking the halls, cooking and baking...and preparing the bedrooms for house guests, again and again. One group leaves, and another arrives. My son-in-law has dubbed my home "The Holiday Flynn".....but early this morning, the last of the visitors departed. My daughter, and my granddaughter, Molly, with their little dog "Snowflake" in tow, hopped in the car and drove away........

Molly and Snowflake
....leaving Me, John, and our little dog "Lady", standing in the driveway in our PJs and robes, (I'll spare you that picture) waving until the car had disappeared from sight. As we walked back into the house, wearing our long faces, because we missed them already, it hit me...the deafening sound of SILENCE. The unmistakable sign that the old year had ended, with much celebration, and that the new year had begun.....a page had turned.

Handmade Gifts

Molly, in addition to being my granddaughter, is also my kindred spirit. She is an artist who enjoys the creative process. This Christmas, she surprised me with two beautiful gifts that no sewing basket should be without. I must add, that she not only designed the gifts, but she sewed each of them by hand.

The first is a lovely yellow and blue needle book. Notice how she added a decorative edge to the blue fabric.My needles will be well protected in this fine needle book.

The second gift is a wonderful pin cushion. The pin cushion that I currently use isn't big enough to accommodate the number of pins that I use in my projects, but that problem is now solved. I won't have any trouble finding space for my pins on this cushion.Two very nice, handmade pieces..... created by a very nice eight year old. Just had to share!
Kay

Happy New Year

2009-01-01T04:32:00.000-06:00

Best wishes for a happy, healthy "New Year".....

May your skies be filled with stars to wish upon, and may all your dreams come true.

Kay

Christmas Day 2008

2008-12-25T08:53:00.000-06:00

MERRY CHRISTMAS.....and enough warm wishes to melt a snowman's heart.

Peace and Joy !

Kay

Christmas Eve

2008-12-24T12:46:00.000-06:00

May your hearth be surrounded by joy and mirth. Happy Christmas to all.

Peace and Joy

Kay

Joy And Crisis

2008-12-23T01:42:00.000-06:00

I'm sorry that I haven't posted in a while. You see, in addition to the joy of the approaching Holiday, our family is dealing with a bit of a crisis. My brother-in-law has been injured in a serious automobile accident. He has remained in the trauma-ICU unit for the past two weeks and he isn't out of the woods yet, although he has made some progress. We are hopeful that he will recover. It's hard to stay focused on preparing for Christmas, but we are inspired to do so by the children.

One of today's projects was to prepare little boxes of doggie treats for eight of our Lady's neighborhood canine friends. My Granddaughter helped me fill the boxes and attach these little tags that I made from a photo I took of Lady enjoying the snow.

Doesn't she look cute in her snowy beard?

Health and happiness to you, and yours.

Kay

A Pretty Little Christmas Blog Party

2008-12-15T09:16:00.000-06:00

Time for "A Pretty Little Christmas Blog Party" Hosted by: Heather at: http://prettypetals.typepad.com/prettypetals/

Be sure to visit her blog for the links to all sites that are participating.
My house is decorated and ready for your visit

As you enter my home, you're greeted by Frosty's hat and scarf, which remain atop the newel post, right where he left them.

Christmas music is softly playing while you take your tour.

Our tree is decorated with ornaments in shades of red and pink.

The Christmas village is tucked into a corner cupboard.

My favorite shabby angel sits in the drawer of a miniature chest of drawers.

The nativity, a gift from my daughter, is displayed on the mantle.

......And a ewe and her lambs gather on another.

A collage of some fun, vintage decorations.

A berry garland graces the neck of this sweet girl with braids.

This snowman, made of vintage Morgan Jones chenille from the 1950's, smiles up at you from the breakfast table.

The tree in the study is decorated with jewel toned fruit, and bows of gold.

My life sized, vintage Coca Cola Santa from the 1960's, is hanging out in the living room.

St. Nicholas and his flock adorn the library table.

Outside.....

the garden lion is wearing a mantle of snow.

Winter has come.

Wishing you and yours the blessings of the season. From my house to yours.

Kay

Christmas Photo Shoot

2008-12-10T22:08:00.000-06:00

I enjoy taking photos, but to creatively manipulate those photos is even more fun. My daughter likes to give seasonal pictures of my granddaughter to all our family members. I help by shooting the photos, and using Photoshop to create something pretty from them. Our vision was to create a series of angel themed pictures. Here are excerpts from the photo shoot, and the finished products.

Angel Pose #1

Finished Product

Angel Pose #2-Collage

I snapped individual pictures of my granddaughter holding each of the letters. Then I put them together to make this angel collage.

Angel Pose #3-Flying Effect

I replaced the red ball with the planet earth, which I cut from a photo that I downloaded from the NASA website...added a night sky, some stars, and an effect that makes the angel look as if she is whooshing through the air.

My sister, who is the director of a life outreach center, asked me to create a card from this photo of two of her friends children.
Just look at those faces. They look like Botticelli paintings. Yes?

Hope you're days are filled with PEACE and JOY.

A Few Of My Favorite Vintage Things

2008-12-09T12:34:00.000-06:00

This sweet 1960's decoration was my Mother's. I love the flocked branches, red velvet egg shaped baubles, decorated with pearls and gold accents, and the little red glass balls.

This bottle brush star and happy snowman face embellished with silver tinsel and gold jingle bells makes me smile.

Isn't this mouse family cute? I think so.

Here are two elves from my collection of bright eyed guys that were popular in the 1960's. Their colors have faded a little and the glitter that embellished their collars is gone, but they don't look too bad considering their age.

Just waiting to be placed on the tree.

Hope your Tuesday is filled with happy faces and fond memories.

Frosty Flourish frame by Nancie Rowe Janitz@Scrapartist.com

Holiday Open House At The Antique Mall

2008-12-02T13:16:00.000-06:00

I love a trip to the antique mall. I spent an entire morning at GAS LAMP ANTIQUES enjoying the Christmas decorations, seasonal music, finger foods, delicious coffee and of course the antiques. There were some really wonderful treasures to be had. Just look at this great little box from Florence, Italy.
Don't you just love this pretty green vignette? I do.

What do you wish for? What sweet choir boys!

My mother made everyone stockings like these in the late 1960's.

This crystal chandelier belongs in a ballroom, don't you think?

I was amused by the captions underneath each of these prints from 1910. The pictures represent the steps leading to marriage...beginning with the proposal letter. The captions read as follows: The summons. Considering the evidence. The sealed verdict. Sentenced for life.

A cute apron made from flour sacks.

Sweet vintage baby coat.

A trunk full of Raggedy Ann Dolls.

Great French,"Shabby Chic" items.

A great pair of red gloves.

Sweet baby items.

Check out the picture of undergarments from days gone by.

Vintage attire from Hollywood's golden age.

I bought some of these vintage ornaments to add to my collection.

An entire booth of pretty things.

Wooden rocking horse.

Pretty linens.

Vintage charm bracelets.

I just loved these felted lambs and goat.

This stone lion would look good in any garden setting.

One could even purchase their very own "Rudolph" to hang over the mantle.

I like this soft white and lime green colorway. I can picture a Christmas tree decorated in these colors.

This bust of a peasant girl caught my eye.
I had a great time. Every booth had either vintage or handmade Christmas items for sale. I saw so many things that I wanted to take home with me. Be sure to click on the pictures to make them larger. Have a great Tuesday.

Happy Thanksgiving

2008-11-27T00:20:00.000-06:00

I'm spending Thanksgiving day with the people who mean the most to me...my family, both immediate and extended and I'm thankful for each and every one of them. I hope you are sharing your day with your loved ones too. HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

Pink Feathery Roses

2008-11-20T12:29:00.000-06:00

While shopping in the Target toy department yesterday, I found some fabulous pink feather boas. When I saw them I immediately thought of my garden. My desk is placed in front of the windows... so in the spring and summer when the roses are blooming, the garden is a sea of pink. The same shade of pink as the boas. I miss the roses. "Sigh"

Hmmmmmm................................................I have an idea!!!

I bought four boas and drove home, while working out the details of my plan in my head. I hit the door running! I searched through my mountain of Christmas decorations until I found the tree that would sit atop my desk. I quickly reshaped the branches and tested the lights. Then I went to work transferring the vision that I had in my head to the branches of that tree.

In between the rows of feather boa garland, I added pink hand blown glass ornaments, pink crystallized branches and balls that are covered with pink glass squares...making them look like tiny disco balls.

I crowned the tree with two tiny sets of feathery wings and a sweet halo. Quite angelic, don't you think?

Then I placed the tree on my desk that sits in front of the wall of windows that look out on the garden. When I stand back and squint my eyes a little, it's as if the garden has come to life again, since the garland is the same amazing shade of pink as the roses that bloom there in summer. The tree shimmers when the sunlight strikes all the reflective surfaces. I love it!

Oh...and did I mention that, on occasion, I have seen what look like tiny footprints in the dust that collects on the furniture? My eyes must be deceiving me. I have been working way too hard preparing for the holidays.

And yet.......................................Hmmmm

Have a great Thursday!

Honoring All Who Served

2008-11-11T09:43:00.000-06:00

Today we honor all the men and women who have answered the call to serve.

My Trip To "WATERMELON MOON FARM"

2008-11-10T11:35:00.000-06:00

Each November I kick off the holiday season by attending the CHRISTMAS HOLIDAY HOME TOUR at Watermelon Moon Farm.http://www.watermelonmoonfarm.com/ The antebellum farm house, known as The William Washington Seay House, is listed on the National Historic Register. The homestead was built between 1835-1845. Nationally known artist and designer, Emily Steinberg-Cash, bought the house and surrounding 18 acres in 1991 and named it WATERMELON MOON FARM. Then she set about making it her creative nest. The summer kitchen became a thriving Bed and Breakfast venture. The first floor houses the Gift Shop, where she sells original art pieces, a specialty clothing line of jackets and aprons, home decor items, gourmet foods, scented candles and more. The first floor rooms may also be reserved for luncheons, teas and showers. The personal living spaces for Emily and her husband Harold are located on the second floor. Emily hosts art and craft workshops at the White Barn Studio which is also located on the property. This picture says that it's fall outside but believe me, it's Christmas inside.

BE SURE TO CLICK THE PICTURES TO MAKE THEM LARGER. DON'T MISS THE DETAILS!
We are greeted by the "Welcome Mannequin" wearing a festive apron and Santa hat.....

and Emily as well.

Grab a basket! There are treasures to be gathered.

Lots of decorating ideas too!

I love this new line of porcelain with written verses.

I brought this one home with me!
Tablescapes galore.

If you've never had savory party crackers spread with cream cheese and topped with a dollop of sweet pepper jelly....well you're missing out.

Children dressed in vintage clothing frolicking amongst snow covered evergreen trees as well as a whole village of paper houses and churches hanging from a vintage tinsel tree.

A white snowy theme dominates the entryway.

Vintage patterned fabric made into great jacket/smocks.

Cute glittery snowmen and icy snowflakes.

Vintage Santa and child decoupaged onto a tin tile.

Lovely woodsy motif.

Snow white and berry red decorate this table.

And a reminder to be thankful for many blessings.

The warm glow of a candlelit table.

Emily is the only person that I know (other than myself) who collects goats and goat memorabilia.

These tartan plaid ribbons reflect my Scottish heritage.

The red and green festooned staircase leads to Emily and her husband Harold's personal living quarters which encompass the entire second floor.

Just look at this remarkable panoramic view from the upstairs veranda. It even has a little daybed for napping. How divine!!!

As I make my way back to my car, I pass Emily's herd of goats........

who seem totally oblivious to all the hustling and bustling going on around them as guests come and go. Last year one of the goats gave birth while I was shopping and was already standing up next to it's mother when I got into my car to leave. Baby goats (kids) are really cute!

I'm heading out with my bag full of treasures and a full tummy, having sampled way too many holiday goodies.

Have a wonderful Monday!

Puppy Love

2008-10-23T12:47:00.000-05:00

I LOVE dogs! That fact can't be denied. I have a collection of porcelain dogs. Here are my latest acquisitions from a recent antiquing venture.

But the dog that I love most is my beautiful Cavachon. Her name is Lady and she is just that. We say she has Elizabeth Taylor's eyes...not because they are violet, for in fact they are brown, but because there is a lovely shading above and below her eyes that looks as if she's wearing eye shadow. When she looks up at you with those big brown eyes...well! your heart would have to be made of stone not to melt.

Lady joined our family by chance. We weren't even considering buying a dog. I had seen the Cavachon breed on line and thought they were cute but wasn't interested in becoming an owner. We just happened to be introduced to a breeder who just happened to have two Cavachon puppies left. She offered to show them to us. I wondered what this breed of dog would look like in person so I coaxed my husband into taking a look. The breeder brought the puppies out and handed one to me and one to my husband. The puppy in my husband's arms squirmed and wanted down to play, but the one I was handed placed her head on my shoulder and nuzzled my neck and was totally content to stay cuddled in my arms and when I looked down at her sweet face she looked back at me with the most incredibly beautiful brown eyes. We had instantly bonded. I looked at my husband and asked, "don't we want to take her home with us?" My husband, taken aback, said "maybe we should sleep on it." I wouldn't be denied. I knew that this dog was supposed to be a member of our family. We never looked back. We said yes on the spot. Sometimes we shudder when we realize that if we had gone home without her to "sleep on it" she might never have been ours.

Our sweet girl will be three years old on December 15th.
"Dogs are our link to paradise. They don't know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring...it was peace."

--Milan Kundera

The Birthday Princess

2008-10-21T10:48:00.000-05:00

My nephew's beautiful daughter celebrated her first birthday on Saturday. Her Mommy and Daddy planned a wonderful party for the Birthday Princess. Grandmothers, grandfathers, aunts, uncles, cousins, and a host of friends all gathered to join in the merry-making. The day began with a delicious lunch followed by gift opening. She received many lovely things. I gave the Birthday Princess a baby doll and a tutu.

This party was a first for the Birthday Princess. She was a little unsure. She knew that a party was supposed to be fun but ...... Then she had an idea. "I know!" she exclaimed.

I'll wear my new tutu and take my baby for a stroll!...so she did.

Then the Birthday Princess said "Let Us Have Cake".....and we did!

Beautiful Venice

2008-10-08T22:06:00.000-05:00

While digging through my "Might Be Inspirational At Some Point" folder, I came across this picture of a Carnivale celebration in Venice. I was looking for fall/Halloween themed items but when I saw this picture my train of thought was completely interrupted. My mind wandered back to my trip to Venice. I love this city. It is, in my opinion, one of the most romantic places on earth. It's not only visually beautiful but it has an energy like no other. It's citizens are vibrant and have such zest for life. The daily pace is slower than most Americans are accustomed to and yet they never miss an opportunity to enjoy every finite aspect of living. Meals are an experience to savor with family and friends...A time for conversation and laughter. In the evenings an orchestra plays in St. Mark's Square and the entire city takes to the byways beside the canals to stroll and greet each other. I found it intriguing!

I'd like to share some pictures that I took of this enchanting place.

That's me taking pictures from a gondola while being serenaded.

"O Sole' Mio" never sounded so good.

Morning Mists

Gondola On The Grand Canal

Canal Reflection

Rooftops Of Venice

Saint Mark's Square

Fresco Detail

The Grand Canal

Flower Delivery

Laundry day in Venice

A 100th Post Giveaway!

2008-10-07T21:05:00.000-05:00

Martha at VINTAGE TRIFLES is celebrating her 100th post. Three names will be drawn to receive a piece of her wonderful artwork. Click Here to visit her blog and leave a comment to enter.

Welcome Autumn

2008-09-25T20:52:00.000-05:00

Autumn is coming.

You know it when you hear the crickets begin to sing

as the sun makes it's early exit.....

when the water coming out of the tap no longer feels as if it's been boiled.

Kick off your shoes.

See how much cooler the earth feels to your bare feet.

At our house autumn means dig out your hiking boots,

grab your camera and head for the mountains.

WA-HOOO "Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.

Nature's peace will flow into you

as sunshine flows into trees.

The winds will blow their own freshness into you,

and the storms their energy,

while cares will drop off like autumn leaves."

.....John Muir

"Autumn is a second spring where

every leaf is a flower,"

.....Albert Camus

"Autumn burned brightly, a running flame through the mountains,

a torch flung to the trees."

.....Faith Baldwin

"I cannot endure to waste anything as precious as autumn sunshine by staying in the house.

So I spend almost all the daylight hours in the open air."

.....Nathaniel Hawthorne

A Deer Story

2008-09-06T11:37:00.000-05:00

Just a quick note.

My family and I were driving recently, when we spotted two deer grazing

at the edge of the woods along the side of the road.

We stopped the car.

I whipped out my camera (I just happened to have it with me) and

looked through the view finder to compose the shot before the furtive deer ran away.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

The deer weren't running away.....they were approaching the car!

They came to within six or seven feet of the car and just stood there as if to say

TAKE YOUR SHOT ALREADY! WE HAVE FORAGING TO DO.

So here's the shot.

Enjoy

Remembering Tasha Tudor

2008-09-05T17:41:00.000-05:00

We lost Tasha Tudor recently.
She was 92 years old.
I wonder how many generations have enjoyed her books and illustrations.
We had a lot in common, Tasha and I.
We both admired a well tended garden.
I delight in every single shoot that I'm able to coax up out of the soil in my
small "English" styled walled garden................
and she tilled and tended her acres of flower beds, rose gardens, fruit trees,
vegetable patches, and berry brambles.
We shared a fondness for animals.
I love and care for my little dog
just as she (Tasha) loved and cared for her ah....menagerie!
Let's see, she had corgies..... as many as fifteen at a time.
She raised chickens and fan tailed doves. And then there were her indoor birds (plural)
canaries, finches, cockatiels, and parrots. She also had a one-eyed cat, and goats
that she milked twice a day. We both had a passion for anything vintage.
I collect bits and bobs. Her period home was furnished with items from the early 1800's.
Her seventeenth century clothing was made from flax she grew, spun, and sewed herself........
Well, you see the similarities. Right?
I romanticized about living her bucolic life
but she had the gumption to go out and DO IT.
Rest well dear Tasha.

Summer Is Slipping Away

2008-09-04T23:23:00.000-05:00

Have you noticed?

Summer is rapidly slipping away.

The kids are back in school.

Labor Day has come and gone.

The NFL preseason ended last week....

and Halloween stuff is for sale everywhere!

WHOA....NOT SO FAST

I'm not ready to give up my sandals and bare feet,

not to mention

lounging around the garden with iced tea and magazine

in hand.

WAIT A MINUTE !

This is the south....we don't see frost until the end of October!

I'm kicking off my shoes.

Would someone bring me a glass of iced tea

and

hand me my magazine.