From Zero to Two Booths In One Hour

This is a story of two booths but more importantly of two friends. 

Several weeks ago:

Sunday night: The Talented B asks me to partner with her in her booth, The Broome Closet At Ridge Antiques, in Ridge Spring, South Carolina.

Monday: Jean from The Rusty Gate calls and says she is closing her store where I have consigned at for several years. Jean is also my friend and this was awful news

Monday: Minutes after above phone call The Talented B calls and says the owners of the antiques store approved me joining her booth.

Monday later: Jean and I talk and she encourages me to open a booth at a local flea market at Hidden Treasures in Sandersville, Georgia where she will be in July. My partner there is my SIL Sue.

 I know God had his hand in this flurry of phone calls and sudden changes. I am blessed to have wonderful loyal friends like these.

Two weeks ago Joe and I set up the flea market booth. Essentially I have been getting items and shopping for two booths simultaneously . 

It's been fun, crazy, and exhausting. These two booths are one hundred miles apart by the way. The saving grace is our houses are near each one.

These images are all from Ridge Antiques. Our booth is named The Broome Closet.  Talented B had a store with that name and the owners of this business invited her into a booth here. The Broome Closet is on Facebook here.

 She's something serious. She restored this dresser. She also paints furniture beautifully. I will be sharing her painted furniture on this blog.

 Oops my iPhone is not for sale.

Talented B has an enormous stash of monogrammed linens in the booth.

 I love vintage monograms.

I have some questions for you all who have booths. 

When do you do laundry?

Where do you find time to blog?

When do you vacuum?

I am curious, yes I am :}

Just to add to all these "goings on," as my mama would say, I have two spider bites resulting in severe cellulitis. Also our daughters from Alabama are arriving Friday and bringing the darling Mini Wee's who are staying for two weeks!

{next post is hydrangeas arranged three ways}

Linking@Wow Us Wednesday's

Be Inspired

joy and peace

Olive

McCoy:Two Favorites

I have had this turquoise piece of McCoy pottery for so long I do not remember where I bought it.

 Or what I paid for it. 

Which is unusual for me as I normally remember both.

This green urn came from a local flea market where 90% of the goods are 

 new and cheap but on that day I found a guy with McCoy. 

This piece is fragile because the lip is cracked.

 Because of that I got a good price for it. 

It has a bird on the front side.

 I have several other McCoy pieces I will save for another time.

 These two are favorites of mine.

Linking@A Favorite Thing Saturday at Mockingbird Hill Cottage with Claudia.

  joy and peace

Olive

Owls and Camellias

An unlikely title at best.

I am tying photos together that were taken on the same day.

  A doctor's appointment and some thrift stores got me off track yesterday. 

The Goodwill store near our yellow house is closing, blasphemy I feel.

They lost their lease and all items are now 50% off so I was there for a while.

 The owls were at the flea market on Sunday afternoon. 

The owl above is an ice bucket.

These painted white would work better for me.

He had a table of larger owls that were just too big.

He wanted me to buy an owl and not take photos.

Be proud I bought not one item from any vendor.

 

The house with the huge camellia shrub is next to Sesame Lodge from my last post.

Camellias grow ever so slowly so this one must be as old as this Craftsman house.

 We have two camellia's that are just about to bloom at the yellow house.

  We can't wait to see the flowers.

Linking with: Wow Us Wednesday's

may joy and peace surround you

Olive

Vintage Shoe Horns:Pink

Joe, with his intrepid self, suggested we visit the flea market yesterday after church.

What? I said. 

It was a cold and a bitterly wet 47 degrees and I do not mind cold but rain is not my favorite weather condition.

It turned out, as always, to be an excellent idea.

I happened upon these shoe horns.

The patina is lovely. 

The pink is so soft and chippy.

I cannot bear to sell them and they do not take much space.

I am convincing myself.

I purchased nothing else.

 Joe bought tools because apparently we need more. 

Don't we lovey?

Just like I need pink shoe horns.

One of the vendors at the flea whom we have befriended decided with me that they are ballerina slipper shoe horns. 

He said he would have bought them had he seen them first.

They are quite flexible and could be made to fit any ballerina slipper.

I am linking with Marty at A Stroll Thru Life as it is her 100th Table Top Tuesday Party.

Marty is one of the most gracious of all the hosts in our circle.

Thanks Marty for taking the time to comment to me and everyone else.

Also linking with:

Savvy Southern Style for Wow Us Wednesday's

may joy and peace surround you 

Olive

 

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White Chair In A Horse Trade

A chippy white chair.

I horse traded some items of mine and got this chair.

A Haeger pot found at Goodwill.

It was so dirty I was pleasantly surprised by it's lack of chips when cleaned.

The smaller pitcher is old ironstone bought for a dollar at a local flea market.

This is my shot for Sunlit Sunday. 

A new party in town.

 DO YOU HORSE TRADE?

Linking with:

Sunlit Sunday at My Little Home and Garden 

Table Top Tuesday at A Stroll Thru Life 

Faded Charm for White wednesday

may joy and peace and good horse trading surround you

Olive 

Plumbers Toolbox?

The plumbers toolbox is a favorite find for both of us. 

We have been calling it a plumbers toolbox anyway. 

Correct us please.

Joe wants it for actual tools. No way is that happening lovey. 

I enjoy piling platters in it or books.

I am beginning to think I need some sort of cloche intervention. I found this one Saturday and I really need to stop buying them. 

I found the large Williams Sonoma platter at one of the stores I consign for.

Yet another cloche. I found three of the basket weave cloches at a yard sale for fifty cents each. You see why it is hard to stop?

Urn love.

I have it bad.

The one on the right is Italian.

 We found that vintage frame on the far wall at a local flea market.

We are not having Thanksgiving at our house so the plumbers toolbox can stay here until the Christmas decor spills out happily.

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I will check back with you, my peeps, later today as I am going down to our town square to deliver some goods and shop a bit.

Linking with the delightful Debra of Common Ground for Vintage Inspiration Friday.

may joy and peace surround you

Olive

The Tall Tale Of The Rusty Bucket

Joe and I went to a flea market on Saturday. 

Ninety-eight percent of what was there was new junk from China. 

Not our vintage kind of goodie. Until, about three rows down the flea, I saw some lighted chandeliers. I told Joe we must make our way over there and I could hear him thinking "Oh no, oh no, not chandeliers." The store and it was a a small store essentially was filled with white painted furniture, vintage furniture with original finishes, mirrors, books, urns, and much more. It was like finding a pearl in the trash.  I was thrilled and you might be surprised at what I bought from the owner. I know Joe was.

I bought this old rusty bucket, with three holes in the bottom of it, for about a squilllion dollars. The shop owner said it is a well bucket and maybe it is. Joe had walked away and when he saw the price tag and confirmed that is what I paid he died a thousand deaths. He said "She probably picked that old thing up beside the road." I said " Maybe she did but I wanted it and it will look wonderful on our buffet. Trust me."

And so it does look wonderful on our buffet, filled with Black Eyed Susan seed heads. Joe agrees about the wonderful looking part now despite the financial issue.

I talked to the shop owner for a long time and encouraged her to explore the internet, blogs, and Etsy. She and her husband buy unclaimed storage units in Atlanta. That is a huge amount of work and keeps them busy. She has great style and I wish I had my camera with me.

That is the tall tale of the rusty bucket. 

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For the purposes of this tall tale a squillion equals twenty dollars.

I am linking with Kim at Savvy Southern Style for Wow Us Wednesday's.

&
Sherry at No Minimalist Here for Open House Party.

may joy and peace surround you

Olive