Here are a few things discovered anew. These two primitive toy carts are so adorable and at one time played a part in summer and winter decor, but both have been hidden away for a couple of years. Best to let someone else love them. All hand-carved and pieced together. The top one is a wagon. This one is like a lumber cart. I used it to hold tiny Christmas trees. I waxed them and sent them over to my booth at Riverfront Antique Mall.
You will be surprised to note I am once again dipping into my pile of luggage and leather cases.
Here are a few I cleaned up and tagged for sale.
This small satchel - great for art journals
A vintage look, but it is new.
A trio of cases - all at one time held various supplies.
Off to the booth.
I even took a few more pieces.
I may have lost my head over cutting down this section of Horror Monster.
BUT I can always rebuild!
An update on vintage finds: the black night stand, the two red tobacco drying racks, and the pet carrier. Read Fleaing Springfield here!
Here they are getting ready to be thoroughly cleaned, de-skunkified, and waxed.
A job well-done!
Distressed Donna nods in agreement in the background.
She doesn't like my junk blocking her view of the street.
Look at the rustic beauty of those racks.
Look at the soft gleam of the black on the cabinet, er, night stand, er, actually it is part of one of those vintage vanities. There was only one and no mirror.
The pet carrier cleaned up nicely.
I can just see this on a porch with terra cotta pots stacked in it.
OOOH! Poinsettias at Christmas!
NO! A bunch of old spindles with tattered tags attached to them!
If I don't stop, I am going over to the booth and bring all this back home.
That would certainly defeat the purpose of all this cleaning.
As things get moved out, I am surprised at the size of our house. There is room in places I did not remember there being room!
So did I go forth and shop the five fantastic estate sales advertised this weekend?
No, I did not. I did buy five Jello molds for a quarter and a bottle. Yep, that is all.
Cross my rustic racks!