Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Where Did the Summer Go?

Can you believe that Saturday is the first day of October?  October?  What?  Where did the summer go?  It seems like it sped by this year faster than ever. 

The chair and flowers add a pop of color
and the gnome adds some whimsy to this vignette.

I really DO love autumn, and I am not complaining, mind you, just startled at how fast time truly does move. 

A beautiful fall display.  I love the zing of this burnt red color!

Here are some pics from the neighborhood of the changing scenery. 

From the inside out, the leaves turn from green to tawny.
Take your time and enjoy them.  I have a feeling all too soon it will be (egads!) winter!

This is such a great idea!!! 
These little cuties are actually thin slices of log painted orange with faces drawn on 
and a little embellishment...'s a closer look.  Adorable, and SO EASY to make! 
The kids can help and you can re-use them year after year!

Later this year, these berries will nourish the tiny sparrows
who stay behind to brave the Ohio winter.

What a spectacular sight across the eastern sky. 
This rainbow is a portent of good things to come.

Delighted to partake in

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Ideas From Arlene's Garden

My neighbor, Arlene, and I have very similar tastes when it comes to decorating our homes and gardens.  Luckily, we differ by just one degree, which prevents us from arguing too much over who gets what when we go out thrifting for goodies (er...most of the time, anyway).

Here are some FAB ideas from her yard for you to enjoy:

Arlene has named her garden "Wabi Sabi,"
which is what is written on the white sign.
While out shopping one day, we came across this idea in Arlene's favorite flower shop.  However, neither of us adored the $125 price tag!  So, we started scouting out the basic ingredients: small cupboard, door, and old screen window.

We found the cupboard in another neighbor's trash.  He had just redone his bathroom, and this was just sitting on the curb, all lonely and waiting for a new home.  Voila! 

I donated the screen window (you can't see it very well, but it sits across the top), and Arlene relented and actually bought the door from a local Habitat for Humanity shop (which counts as a good deed!).

Slap the combo together, slather the whole thing in a coat of paint and you've got yourself this nifty little piece, perfect for some storage and also used as the drink table for block parties.

Next up is this adorable vignette that Arlene created in a cozy little nook that abuts her neighbor's property.  It is a perfect place to escape the hot summer days and sit with a cool glass of lemonade and a bestseller. 

A perfect place to escape from the hustle and bustle!

Again, most of these items are salvaged from garage sales, thrift stores - or, my favorite place to shop - the trash pile!  When you know that you are going to be using a shabby piece in the garden, it's okay if it only lasts for a season or two.  Our gardens are a constantly evolving place - and that's a big part of the fun for me! 

Delighted to partake in Outdoor Wednesday!

Monday, September 19, 2011

Wow! What A Weekend!

On Saturday I gathered up my gal-pals and we hit the road on the hunt for some flea market treasure.

This festive display set the mood for a wonderful day!

It was a spectacular day here in Ohio and our posse headed west to Springfield, for the Flea Market and Antique Show Extravaganza.

Cock-a-doodle-doo, let's scratch out some bargains!

Just let me tell you that in all the years I have been going to the Springfield show, this was by far the best time I have had there yet.  The folks were all polite, the weather was cooperative, the food was YUMMY and the bargains were...well, EVERYWHERE! 

This kitschy Tiki Bar found a new home.  We saw it being loaded at the end of the day,
and I have a feeling getting it home was the real adventure! 

I talked to several vendors to get their feel for the weekend and they all agreed completely - it had been a great day for them, as well! 

This was Arlene's favorite booth and we had to drag her out of there...
so much else to see!

Of course, I always L-O-V-E to hear that the shopkeepers had a strong day, because that means the good buys will just keep on comin'. 

A great primitive rocking horse.

As the old adage goes, a picture is worth a million words.  So, enough of my editorializing already, here's a snippet of what we saw...

A great barn quilt.  Someday I'm going to make one of these!  (Really!)

A nice selection of luggage and good prices, too!

A vintage sampler.
Beautiful yard decor made from vintage plates and china.
A cute shabby chic idea!

The Extravaganza is so much more than "just" antiques...
like these wonderful field-grown plants!

You know me...I can't go anywhere without making a new canine buddy :) 
I think it is safe to say we BOTH had a great afternoon!

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Sunday, September 18, 2011

Best Ribs in the Universe

This weekend marked my mom's 74th birthday...Happy Birthday, Mom!  To celebrate, we went on a little road trip to one of our all-time favorite restaurants.

The New Riegel Cafe

My mom and dad were great friends with another couple, Bob and Betty Faris, all throughout my childhood.  Bob is notorious for two things:  first, he taught my brother to walk.

They make their own salad dressings...the bleu cheese is my fave!

You know somebody just like Bob.  Think about that fellow who is a little rough around the edges.  The guy who chain smokes, cusses like a sailor and growls like a junkyard dog.  Yeah, that guy who also has a heart of gold.

The "wall of honor" inside the attached gift shop.

Bob had gotten tired of my parents "coddling" my baby brother.  He slapped some patent leather Buster Browns on the kid, lifted him to his feet and bellowed out, "Now walk, dammit." 

Nothing goes better with ribs than a pitcher of beer.

Though I was only four at the time, and can't recall every single detail, I believe it went something like this: my brother took one look behind him.  There stood Bob, looming over him like a hungry grizzly bear.  My brother took another look in front of him at the long, dusty road that stretched for seemingly endless miles off into infinity.  And he made the most logical decision he could: he placed one baby foot in front of the other and then the other and he high-tailed it out of there.  And he's been walking just fine for the past forty-plus years ever since.

This place ain't fancy...just bring your appetite!

Bob Faris also introduced my family to the New Riegel CafeBest. Ribs. Ever.  Look them up sometime.  Be sure to tell them Bob sent you.

The New Riegel Cafe is located at:
14 N. Perry Street
New Riegel, OH  44853
(Just outside of Tiffin)

Friday, September 16, 2011

Springfield Antique Show EXTRAVAGANZA!

Though it will not be "officially" Fall for one more week, the delightfully crisp temperatures prompted me to swap out my "outside door" wreath for this appropriately seasonal one...

My "outside door" really is outside!
Reminder!  This weekend is the Springfield Show and Flea Market Extravaganza!  If you are in the Central Ohio area, be sure to zip on over and check this one out.  The weatherman is calling for a beautiful afternoon, and the show was already over 100 spaces ahead of last year's show in bookings at last count! 

Learn more by visiting:  Springfield Antique Show

This is just one way to use old windows in a garden display...the possibilities are endless!
As you can tell, I simply adore architectural features in the garden.  The door and window displays above just scratch the surface of all the wonderful, visual effects you can create.  Using them actually builds "rooms" in the yard, and lets you define spaces more handily.  Keep an eye out for goodies like these while you are out scavenging this weekend!

For more divine ideas,
please be sure to explore Feathered Nest Friday!

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Gardening Cultivates Faith

I was speaking to my friend, Lisa, on the telephone this past Sunday. “What are you doing today?” she asked.

It had just rained the night before so I was excited to get out and do some weeding, and I told her that. “How about you?”

The delicate blush of Sedum.

She said she was off to the trail to do some biking. “I feel guilty, though,” she confided. “I feel like I should be in church.” Lisa and her husband are presently searching for their new spiritual home.

“Well, don’t,” I said, “I’ve never found God in a pair of pantyhose.”

But I do find the divine in my garden…every single day.

The "Resurrection Lily" is one of my favorite late summer flowers.

As a matter of fact, gardening has helped me to evolve in a number of ways. On the whole, I don’t consider myself a very patient person. But it’s a different story in the garden. When you often plant from seed, as I do, there is no such thing as “instant gratification.” Many beautiful perennials simply don’t bloom their first year. And what about lovely biennials, which only bloom after two years? That’s truly patience, my friends.

I've picked the perfect location for this velvety Lamb's Ear.

I have learned the art of surrender from my garden. I may try to control the moments of my hectic day-to-day life, but I have come to realize that I have absolutely no say over some things…when it rains, when it’s sunny, when the temperatures drop then soar crazily over the course of a twenty-four hour period.

Sadly, I lost many pumpkins to powdery mildew this year.

Still other things affect my garden that I get no vote on. Last year, for example, my neighbor cut down two giant (but infected) Ash trees. The Hostas were none-too-pleased, but the Rose of Sharons are soaring upwards this year! I would say that for every one thing that survives or even thrives in my garden, two things have succumbed.

And finally, a garden is an act of love. Not just the love that I put into my daily tasks in the garden, but the love of sharing, of giving, of remembering all the people that have made my garden even possible. In my garden I have “Sue’s Lilac,” which started as a seedling from a friend named Sue. I also have “Jackie’s Bed,” comprised entirely of lovelies given to me from my mother-in-law, Jackie. There are “Smitty’s Rose of Sharons,” courtesy of a dear departed friend, and “Jack’s Peonies,” from my dad.

This whimsical display of Hens and Chicks always makes me smile.

Though my garden does not talk, it most definitely speaks to me. It has taught me many valuable lessons…and inspired my faith along the way.

Sun and rain - and a little bit of love - will help these tiny seedlings bloom into beautiful flowers next year.

Delighted to Partake in Outdoor Wednesday

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

MARS Petcare Adoption on the Lawn

I had the BEST TIME this weekend at the MARS Petcare Annual Adoption on the Lawn Event!

Thank you to all the wonderful people at MARS Petcare!

KUDOS to MARS for sponsoring this fantastic day filled with fun activities, awareness, and of course, pet adoptions.

These regal Greyhounds were just one of the many purebred breeds represented
and available for adoption.

Both kitties and doggies were on hand to celebrate!
Kitties and dogs come together to share the love (and make fun for everyone)!

Did you know that MARS is the maker of Pedigree, Cesar and Whiskas Brand Pet Foods…all right here in Columbus, Ohio!!! (Yay, go Cowtown!)

Puppies playing Tug of War!  TOO cute!

I fell in love, but Bijoux put her paw down.  She said, "Read my lips:  No new puppies!"

This little one melted my heart!

The Humane Society of the United States estimates that 6 to 8 million cats and dogs enter shelters every single year.

Now that's what I call PUGLEY (Pug Ugly)!

So when it’s time to bring a new buddy into your life, be smart – visit your local shelter!!!

Transforming Vick's "Bad Newz" Kennels!

The "Puppy Pile."  The perfect end to a perfect day.

Too pooped to pop!

Monday, September 12, 2011

Thrift Share Monday - September 12, 2011

Oooohhhh, I was so bad this weekend!

It all started with this cute little key broach...

I was *supposed* to be finding goodies to fill the empty shelves of my Etsy store...

...then I spotted these hanging shelves (they'll be divine after a coat of paint!!)...

...but I came home with a bunch of things for myself instead.

...this wire basket will be SO handy...

Do you think I could just call them “early Christmas gifts”?

...and my most favorite treasure of the day - this crystal display stand!

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Saturday, September 10, 2011

Making New Friends

Let me start by saying that this is a true story. Lest you doubt that these things actually happen to me, I point you to Exhibit A.

This morning when I woke up, I had a pretty good idea of what I was going to do: appointment for Bijoux first on the agenda, then off to Richwood for an auction. I have to admit that I really attend auctions as much for the people watching as for the items, which are generally above my budget.

I was looking forward to visiting the auction.

Good news for Bijoux and me, her cancer is Stage Two, which can be managed – yippee!!! A thousand stones removed from the weight on my shoulders. After receiving the vet’s report, I deposited Bijoux at home and headed north to Richwood, poking along the entire way, and stopping at a couple of garage sales here and there.

It’s actually been a while since I’ve been to the Richwood Fairgrounds, where the auction was taking place. I located my turn-off, and pulled onto the dusty lane leading back to the show buildings, but I was befuddled at a fork in the road. The path to the right seemed correct, so off I went. However, it wasn’t too long before I realized I was off course and if I didn’t turn around, I would end up doing laps around the race track.

Around these parts, horse power refers to the four-legged kind, not the all-wheel drive kind.

Just then an older fellow motioned me to stop. “You lost?” he asked, purely rhetorically.

“Yes,” I answered, “I was trying to get to the auction.”

The gentleman in question was tall and lean, and in his youth was probably described as sinewy, though Father Time had tugged his skin downward, and softened his muscles considerably. Still, I had no doubt he maintained a good deal of strength, especially for a man of his age.

Some champion race horses live beyond this door...

“Forget the auction,” he said, leaning in through my passenger window, “Come on in here and take a look at my filly.”

Hmmm, was this some sort of countrified version of “Come on up and have a look at my etchings?”

I began to hem and haw, and explain how I was really just here to see the auction, and it wasn’t necessary to look at his – or any other – filly.

If this trailer's rockin', don't come a-knockin'???

“Come on, now,” he commanded me, “I haven’t got all day.”

Well, when you put it that way

Still, something caused me to pull over – engine still running – and follow him into the barn. And that was when I got schooled on the art of horse racing. You see, John, my new friend, really did want to show me his filly. And she was a beauty! In fact, there were about a half-dozen horses in total in residence, and he lead me down the line, introducing each and every one of them and encouraging me to rub their baby soft muzzles. It was sheer joy!

Allow me to introduce you to Laggy...

About the time we had reached the end of the run and had returned to the open stable door, an old pick-up truck rattled around the corner.

...and this gal's name is Pretty.

“That’s my ride,” John said. And with no further conversation, he hopped into the passenger side, the truck lurched away, and I was left standing in the barn. Just me and the fillies.

Where the fillies hang out.