Mantle: Rescued

 Hello Friends

I had seen this mantle a while ago.

 I recently decided it could be rescued.

 One leg of it was shorter than the other. 

Some well meaning person had added a board to it. 

Joe removed the board and trimmed the other side.

It is old and has hand forged square nails in it. 

 It has to lean because I am not willing to move the French coat of arms

 or put nails in the stone of the fireplace. Yikes y'all I need to dust.

I added couple of other chippy items under it. 

Yes, the cactus is blooming now. 

In Olive Out news I have been diagnosed with a frozen shoulder. 

I am busily engaged with Physical Therapy biweekly. Joe and I are still cleaning up after the ice storm. The FEMA guys did arrive last week and picked up our curb limbs and cut trees. I unfortunately have lifted too many tree limbs since the storm.

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joy and peace

Olive

White Window White Crib

In searching for  my teenage haunts in Murphy, North Carolina Joe and I ran across this house that was having a moving sale. It is part photo studio and the owner was gracious enough to allow me to photograph this beguiling window and crib.

The view is charming. The whole street has houses like this one. I used to visit an old Victorian house  here with my cousins.

All of these items pictured were for sale but were quite expensive.

I did make a few modest purchases but not of the white variety. I bought vintage chicken feeders.

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joy and peace

Olive

Gathered Whites

Whites gathered in a corner by the hearth. 

That chippy wood piece is brimming with texture.

Stacked American pottery. 

The large piece is an unmarked McCoy 

found at a church sale for three dollars. 

I bought it and gleefully ran. 

Those little marks on the surface of the pot are often

 called flea bites and might detract from the value.

I am not selling it any time soon. 

Or ever.

I am traveling to our old house today where the Internet

 is as slow as the house is old. 

For my new followers(bless you), we have a tumble down antebellum home,  

in Middle Georgia, that appears seldom on the blog.  

I likely will visit friends, get my thirty three hairs cut, and rearrange some dust.

Thank you for you kind comments about the funeral. 

Writing alleviates my inner turmoil.

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joy and peace

Olive

White: Almost Converted

I can achieve this shot of the living room by standing on our stairs. 

I have been using Valspar's Churchill Hotel Vanilla spray paint 

on some objects on the coffee table. 

The three candle sticks were brown. 

 The large base for the cloche was bright gold. 

Now everything is a unified calming creamy white. 

The pair of urns are vintage and were made in Japan.

I declare I have been just about converted to white.

Almost.

I still have color on chairs and windows.
I am off to an estate sale.
It is across the world from our old house but it has
an one hundred year old tool box that is interesting.

Let's hope it's not five hundred dollars.
Budget budget.

Edit: The toolbox was enormous, beautiful, old, and  $1300.00.
 You can see an image of it in my picture gallery on the sidebar of the blog. 
If unsold the owner is donating it to a museum 
as it is filled with vintage railroad tools.
 Joe said they could donate it to his museum. 
Right.

joy and peace

Olive