Friday, June 1, 2012
Finds And Treasures
While we were traveling I found some new treasures to bring home. They were found in various places, but they’re still treasures. There were many more I would have loved to bring home but space – and explaining them to my sweetheart in a way that made sense to him – kept me from doing that. This warning greeted us when we entered a quaint antique shop in a tiny town in Kansas. Unfortunately, I couldn’t get close enough to get the small print in focus. The thought is there. If I ever return, I’ll ask to go behind the counter for a better photo!Seen on a shelf nearby -While ‘browsing’ through an old building on my sweetheart’s grandfather’s farm – now owned and operated by his uncle and cousin – I spied something on a shelf. When I asked, the response was: ‘Oh, that old thing! You want it?’ You bet I did!It’s missing its handle, but I wonder who used this old sad iron. Did my sweetheart’s grandmother spend hours using it when she was a young wife and mother? Did my sweetheart’s dear mother ever hold it in her hand? Or, maybe it was used by someone from days long past who homesteaded the farm that came to be part of the family heritage of my sweetheart – and my children. And their children.Mary, of Mary’s Meanderings, and her hubby took us on a wonderful tour when we visited them in Colorado. One of the stops we made was at a fun place, advertised as a ‘Junktique Shop’. I thought the name of the store was such fun! Inside I found a couple of sweet treasures that came home with me. This little pitcher seemed to call my name.Somewhere in the back of the store I found this – filled with silverware and kitchen utensils of all kinds. At first I thought it wasn’t for sale – just a container for all the things it held. On closer inspection I found a little price tag. One dollar! It didn’t take me long to empty all of the pieces it held – carefully inspecting each one, of course – and awhile later it was paid for and in the car when we headed on down the road again. I’m not sure where it will end up, either in my home or in my vintage trailer, but you can guess it won’t take me long to find the perfect spot.The most precious treasure that came home with me brought tears to my eyes when, after a family conference held when I wasn’t present, they decided that a very special heirloom from my sweetheart’s family should be mine. It’s a treasure! I will share it and a bit of the story behind it soon.
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Love it all, but I must say that little pitcher sings to me. Everytime I see a pitcher similar to that I want to buy it. I just love the shape of them. So far I have resisted, but soon very soon there will be one that I can't resist. Yellow baskets are perfect too. We can never have enough of them, especially when it only cost $1.ReplyDelete
I love the Grandma's antique sign...that is so my life!!ReplyDelete
What great old signs. How nice that you were able to bring back such nice memories of your trip.ReplyDelete
Love your sweet white pitcher!ReplyDelete
Oh... I love the iron. I remember my Grandmother had one of those. Sounds like a day of fun.ReplyDelete
I have a little white pitcher very much like the one you found, so you know I like yours:>)ReplyDelete
The wire basket is a real find, and in your favorite yellow. It was meant to be!
The old iron sure looks like it has a lot of history, funny how little things like that, when sprinkled in family history, mean so much.
Cool finds and I love the two signs! I would have grabbed the pitcher for a dollar!ReplyDelete