Thursday, June 24, 2010

Welcome. Today I am joining Cindy at Romantic Homes for Show n Tell and I have chosen to share a corner of my kitchen. As you step through the doorway you may notice a few things change before your eyes but isn't that what home decorating is all about?

My Mom loved to quilt and I am blessed to have several of her creations to call my own. And yes, we use them. She wouldn't have it any other way. The one in the first picture includes embroidered squares done by my great grandmother which were tucked away in a drawer for many years until my Mom decided to place them in this quilt.
This one is a quilted tablecloth and I love the colors she chose.
I refinished the sewing cabinet which was given to me a few years ago. The back ledge lifts up for storage. The needlepoint cardinal on the wall was stitched by my grandmother and the chair belonged to my uncle. It always sat at the large oak desk I'm sitting at right now. (but the story of that piece will be for another day)

These lovely doilies were each crocheted by my mother, an aunt, or myself and the small table cloth was a bridal shower gift to my mother in 1947. I like having them out here to remind me of each of them.
And finally this friendly little hen was a thrift store find of mine. And oh yes, the wooden cakestand in the center was handmade by my grandfather in his workshop.

Thank you for stopping by and I can't wait to see what each of you has to share as well.
Attempting to link for the first time
Please meet my great aunt, Miss Margaret Davis Barnett, who in the early 1900s took a 'Homesteading Train' from Virginia to eastern Oregon along with many others including her two brothers. It is a prized possession and done I believe in pastels.
Please visit for many more wonderful Vintage Thingies.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Last Friday's Finds
The weather was perfect for Yard Sales and these are the gems that were waiting to be relocated 'atMuldoon'.

Some have found a special spot; some will be tucked away to use later and some are still a question mark. It's hard to choose a favorite but the child's skates are high on the list at only $3 and will be featured at Christmas. The windmill tile will be added to my collection. The Mt Vernon tile is a reminder of a very special vacation as a child and later when we went there as a family and speaks to my love of American History. And the wicker pieces have given a summer look to our family room.

As I look at the colors in these photos I see a revealing pattern of the shades that speak to me.

The bonus 'find' was a friend from years gone by---nice.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Something I've meant to do for a very long time

I have always liked fabric covered bulletin boards with the ribbon to tuck notes, photos and whatever behind. And I always wanted it beside my desk. So....good in everything bad. My office work was all caught up by noon and Monday became a half day. Of course what better to do with my unexpected free time than to stop by a few blogs. While visiting "Daisy Cottage" and finding that Kim will be away for a few weeks I wanted to make a note on my calendar. And suddenly an inspiration---time to get the fabric and essentials to finally create my board.

It only took a few minutes to find exactly what was needed. A scrap of green/ivory toille

and a rectangle of styrofoam. Grabbed the tin full of my mom's quilting pins plus the scrapping drawer of ribbons and thirty minutes or less later----voila!

And since creativity seems to have hit, next, out comes the cardstock and other scrapping goodies to make pretty snippets for notes rather than plain old paper.

Monday, June 21, 2010

A woman is like a tea bag - you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water.

---Eleanor Roosevelt
As far as I know, I'm not in any hot water but then I did just get up. It does however look like the longest day of the year is going to be a hot one.

Our little decoy at the goldfish pond has found a shady spot. Maybe I'll join her after work : ).

The fish look cool and happy too.

Here's hoping all of you find a cool spot to enjoy this day as well.

And so my day begins

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Dear Dad,

Dear Dad,
My gentle father with your quick wit and dry sense of humor. Your beginnings were humble and remained that way throughout your life and you used it as a testimony of learning to be happy whatever your circumstance. No fancy bassinet for you but rather a drawer from a chest of drawers; born as a tiny twin along with your sister. I wish I could ask if it was one of the drawers from the chest I now have. Why didn't I think to ask that when the story was told over and over?

Thank you for passing onto me a love of family history and stories of the community we live in. Thank you for setting the example of doing well in school. I could never imagine leaving my family as you did and living with another just to be able to attend high school.
Thank you for your service to our country in WWII in the South Pacific. And again for the many stories of that time of your life including the one where you sent the same letter to three girls back home and Mom was the only one to answer. You rascal. I was never sure weather to believe that one. But I will always remember the look between the two of you when "Sentimental Journey" was played.
Thank you for your work ethic and again the example you set by getting up everyday and going off to work without complaining.
So many more thankyous. Maybe a few more on your birthday. Most of all thank you for your faith and allowing God to work through you so that I could learn to know and trust Him too.
What I wouldn't give for one more toothless smile as I turned the corner into your room.

Your loving Daughter