I most likely won't be blogging very much in the future. I think my blogging days have come to an end and feel like I don't have anything new to say that hasn't already been said in a dozen different ways by more talented women.
I will however use my blog to save memories and photos. I think what I have always liked best about blogging is that it is a diary of sorts where I can look back and review my life.
So . . . in the future, I will just be posting a few pics, with or without comments, as a place to keep a record of my life.
You may feel free to comment or just look around. I will still be reading other blogs and visiting around.
Kate had her first show and what a success it was.
Her new business, Rustic Market, is off and running with many customers
inquiring if she had a shop.
This magnificent headboard did not sell, but I think most people couldn't
see it's potential as anything other than a headboard.
I would use it as a piece of art on a wall, set it on a mantel, or put vintage
hooks on it and use it in an entry way for hanging coats.
Check out this unique vintage bike that she turned into a table/shelf. It was a little hard to display to it's best since it needs to be attached to a wall to make it stable. But regardless, it was noticed by many for it's uniqueness and found a loving home.
Her rusty letters practically flew out the door.
This piece of furniture came home with us. Although it looks like it has many drawers, it actually is a dresser with only 4 drawers. I think it would look great in a boy's bedroom, an entry way or fantastic in an office with a black printer on top of it. Plus, it would allow great space for storage.
This altar table we found on The Longest Yard Sale. It is such a beautiful piece. It was missing a drawer (which we didn't notice until we got it home), so we added a piece of decorative wood carving where the drawer should be to hide the hole.
All in all, it was a very positive and fun day. Exhausting, but fun.
My daughter decided when she was in Peru that when she came home, she wanted to pursue refinishing furniture. I did what I could to discourage her knowing that it is so much work and very little money ~ not an ideal way to make an income. And then there was the fact that she is living with me in our little house with no basement, so that meant that whatever piece she was working on would sit in the middle of my living room. Having done furniture myself for a couple years, I was not ready to relive that experience through her.
But . . . she insisted and drug home her first piece of furniture from a weekend road trip to St. Louis . . . a lovely chest of drawers that has real character.
She bought it at an antique store and paid way too much for it considering she was flipping it. But after painting and distressing it, it came out absolutely stunning.
She used Caramel Color's Reclaim black paint on it and then
distressed it to perfection.
It is a perfect piece for a bedroom or any place in the home. It just seems to have a stately presence about it.
After all those years of watching me paint and showing no interest in it, who would have thought that she would end up being a "chip off the old block"?
To say I am proud of her would be an understatement. The surprising part is that she has sucked me back in to doing furniture with her. I'm not doing as much as she is because I'm trying to slow down the "extras" in my life. But I am helping her accessorize and trying to pick up small things that don't need a major makeover.
If you're in the Columbus, Ohio area, we will be doing a show together on Saturday, August 23rd at the Columbus Arts and Vintage Market Place. It will be held at the Aladdin Shrine Temple from 10am to 5 pm. We would enjoy seeing any of you who are nearby by and I will of course be so proud to show off my daughter, Kate.
You can see more of her items on her Facebook page Rustic Market.
Every summer I can tomatoes, and every summer I wonder
why I can tomatoes.
It's not like I really enjoy doing it. Dread is the word that most describes how I feel about canning.
And yet ~ I do it every year.
It is such a process - cleaning the jars and lids.
Putting the tomatoes through a hot water bath and then a cold water bath to loosen the skins. Then packing the jars and finally putting them in the canner to boil for 55 minutes.
I have always found it never fails that canning needs to be done on the hottest days of summer. Summer heat, plus all that boiling water leads to one hot kitchen.
I think I do it because I can't not do it. Because my Mother did it and it is part of my growing up years. Because it is providing for my family at the most basic level of living, taking nature's gifts from the ground to the table.
But at the end of the day, after all the work and all the sweating, there is the satisfaction of looking at the beautiful jars all lined up.
I usually leave the jars set on the kitchen counter top for a few days so I can enjoy their beauty before storing them away. I do love looking at them and it gives me a warm fuzzy feeling inside.
And there is nothing like going to the pantry on a cold winter day and pulling out a jar of home-canned tomatoes to make a pot of chile or tortellini soup.
I'm a mother of one "out-of-college" daughter, inheritor of one cat,a dog and four chickens, full time medical secretary, gardener, painter of furniture, fixer-upper and handy woman around my house, passionate about decorating, lover of flea markets and yard sales, restorer of old things, but most importantly, a daughter of God. Blogging is a way to journal and share my life, passions, and journey with anyone interested enough to follow along.