There is a very tiny town near here (Carver, MN) that most of the storefronts have been turned into what we call occasional shops. They are open only one long weekend a month, Thursday through Sunday, and they all are open on the same weekend. So for a short period of time each month, the town is flooded with customers looking for a deal on antiques, architectural artifacts and collectibles. It is kind of a festive, fun outing and I always find something I “need”, right?
See those little red chairs on the counter, ready for me to take home. I was very excited to find three at one time. Here they are at home with me.
I have always loved old trucks. Definitely a nod to my father. Isn’t the color great on this one? My husband has always been fearful that one of these shows up in our driveway.
Check out the back of my car. It always tells me when I must stop. I have found a spot for everything I found that day. I need to always remind myself that If I don’t use it, it is just junk in my garage and actually not a fun find or accessory.
The chair is in the playroom in our basement. The star is hanging in our cabin. A tin picnic basket was added to my collection above the pine cupboards at the cabin. The kitchen has a vaulted ceiling so there is plenty of room to add colorful tins. The circular metal pieces of two different sizes are in my garden nestled among bushes and Hosta and the metal grate on the floor of the car has become a backdrop for old croquet mallets that I have painted and wired on it for an outdoor art pieces on the back of our utility shed at the cabin. It is the first thing you see when you turn into the driveway.
Other little chairs that I have collected are about the house and at our cabin. I can’t resist them, obviously. I at least now only buy ones that do not need fixing and are sturdy enough to actually use. The two painted chairs in front of a hanging quilt are also doll size. They are new, but I have always loved them. They have been used in every room of my house at some point in the past twenty years.
These little chairs below are not full size but yet a little too tall for a kids table. They were perhaps chairs from a country school house a very long time ago. My dad found these for me years ago and I like how short and stout they are. They have a very “mission oak” style about them. They have really flat slab seats and are very uncomfortable. Nobody lingered or lounged in these chairs! I use them as shelving for quilts. There are never enough surfaces to display quilts. It also makes them pretty handy to grab and use for anyone. You now how I feel about showing color, pattern, prints and all the hand work and care that goes into a quilt. The quilt on the top of the stack is over 100 years old. It was a quilt top I got from a neighbor. I had it quilted with a very light batting and a flannel backing. It is everyone’s first choice around here including my grandson, so it is now housed in his room.