Not regular shopping, not Black Friday shopping either.
If you read this blog you know it is not surprising we went to a moving sale on Friday, in Athens, where we were visiting.
It was on frat row near the University of Georgia in a lovely Tudor house.
The six of us descended on that moving sale like a family of vultures.
We are awful. But not shopping at midnight awful.
I bought two boxes of vintage items and my SIL, Sue, bought about the same amount of non vintage items. We are perfect thrifting partners as she buys newer items and I buy vintage.
The 1940's heavy glass bookends, pictured above, were acquired weekend before last at a yard sale and were made by the Federal Glass Company.
I am not keeping them and this table looks nothing like this today as we spent yesterday decorating the yellow house for Christmas and I changed my game plan for this table after the aforementioned moving sale.
I will be taking photos this week and next of our finds from that moving sale and sharing those with Christmas posts.
"The Civil War was really one of those watershed things. There was a huge chasm between the beginning and the end of the war. The nation had come face-to-face with a dreadful tragedy... And yet that's what made us a nation. Before the war, people had a theoretical notion of having a country, but when the war was over, on both sides they knew they had a country. They'd been there. They had walked its hills and tramped its roads... They knew the effort that they had expended and their dead friends had expended to preserve it. It did that. The war made their country an actuality." Shelby Foote
"What a war! Everything we are or will be goes right back to that period. It decided once and for all which way we were going, and we've gone"
Shelby Foote author of The Civil War
From Fort Sumter to Appomattox the war is not forgotten here in the Deep South. It changed America and ended the heinous practice of slavery across the entire country . It also changed the economy from being based in agriculture to a more industrialized one.
Joe and I live right in the path of General Sherman's "March to the Sea." We go to sleep to the sound of trains changing tracks almost every night at our old house. Those very tracks were pulled up, heated, and twisted into "bowties" by his troops in an effort to stop supplies getting to the Confederate troops.
"We cannot change the hearts of the people of the South, but we can make war so terrible that they will realize the fact that however brave and gallant and devoted to their country still they are mortal and should exhaust all peaceful remedies before they fly to war." - William Tecumseh Sherman
General Sherman stayed at the Brown House, in Sandersville, and used it as his headquarters while he was in the county. When he left, after two days, he had the courthouse and jail burned. The county was fortunate in many ways as he burned much in his path. One reason why we have no records on our old house is because we believe they were burned in this Civil War fire.
Tremendous numbers of lives were lost in this war where brothers sometimes fought each other. Some five to six hundred thousand lives lost. Our cemeteries, in Georgia, are filled with Confederate graves like the first image above.
Joe and I firmly believe history must be studied and learned so that it is not repeated. We are still students of history.
"I can tell you who lost it — the South lost the war. But I'm not sure anybody won that war. It's a tragedy... On the face of it, the North won the war. But the bill for winning it was huge in human values, not to mention human lives. I think that when the South was defeated to the extent that it was that the whole nation lost something when they lost that civilization, despite the enormous stain and sin of slavery". Shelby Foote
may joy and peace surround you Olive
Sources: an essay on The Civil War on PBS and the New Georgia Encyclopedia
I do not fret about that. I pair them with another one in similar tones.
These pillowcases are terribly soft and I have two or four on our bed at all times.
I sell matching pairs when I find them.
This little table scarf will be sold on consignment.
It is in perfect condition. I soak all my vintage linens in OxyClean and hot water.
Be patient when doing this, sometimes I soak them for twenty-four hours and change out the water and OxyClean. I use several scoops of Oxy depending on the amount of stain present.
This does not damage embroidery or fine fibers like Clorox does.
If I have a persistent stain I make a paste with OxyClean and put it directly on the stain. I already have a stain so what do I have to lose?
This large rectangular table cloth was stained a lot.
They are gone now but it does have some holes which is fine because that means I keep it.
I had a helper.
You can pick up stained vintage linens at tag sales, estate sales, and garage sales for a few dollars or less and turn them into beautiful accents for your bed or tables. If you have not tried the Oxyclean method I encourage you to do so and let me know how it worked for you.
The lady who was holding the sale of antiques and vintage items, on her lawn, was trying to work with him. I had already bought an interesting pair of lamps from her the minute we got there.
The fabric is soft and might be linen. It is more yellow in the background than it appears.
Seems autumnal also.
When he decided to bundle the chair with this little round table they agreed on a lovely modest price.
The lamps have pink pine cones on them.
Pink pine cones?
The lamp bases are marble. It is awful to photograph a large tall lamp.
We had an enormous amount of fun going to estate and garage sales this weekend. I cannot begin to photograph everything we bought. One favorite item is a Rowenta iron for three dollars. I will spare you that image for sure. They are very expensive at around seventy dollars so I was delighted to find this one for ironing vintage linens which I buy and sell when I can part with them.
Joe's flea market finds this week are rusty and beautiful.
The rusty bits.
Joe is going to use the toolbox for it's intended purpose but I could see it on a shelf in our den.
It came full of tools too and I can barely lift it.
The rusty things with hooks are scales and we have no idea what purpose the long handled tool has.
We just like it.
He paid about twenty dollars for all of this including the toolbox.
Joe is in his element when he finds tools to buy.
I will be visiting you, my peeps, later tonight, because I traveled yesterday to Greenville, S.C. to have new tires put on my Mini and I am exhausted. Thank God I was in the Pottery Barn, in the mall, when the dealership called me about an additional issue and gave me the price.
If you are going to nearly swoon a Pottery Barn sofa is the place to do it.
A nine foot tall live Christmas tree and a red love seat sets the scene for one of our local consignment stores near our old house.
The love seat sold as I was snapping these images so I am glad I took them even though the sun was in my eyes.
I consign a few items here (that Holidays book is one of mine) and enjoy the ladies who manage this store. I helped them a wee tiny bit to get ready for their ribbon cutting ceremony with the chamber of commerce. Joe and I are thrilled that our small southern town now has several businesses on the square. I consign at three of them and have a ball doing it. Joe is also a big help in this endeavour and by now you know we are all about the thrill of the hunt.
In my next post I will show a silver, black, and gold vignette, from this store, that is terribly pretty.
It made me turn around and get in my car and fetch my camera.