This charming set has been lingering at the thrift store for months, greeting me each time I walk down the china aisle.
I guess it’s no surprise that they haven’t found a home yet.
This item is more strange than freaky.
It’s a boat carved out of a horn. Even the sails are made of horn. I was impressed by the imagination that went into making this. Surely, this is a treasure for someone.
There is no shortage of clown items at the thrift store. This one had me scratching my head in puzzlement.
Is a sax playing clown who is losing his pants supposed to make one feel sad? Happy? Or slightly freaked out as both John and I were?
Spring has come early this year after a mild winter. When turning over the soil in our garden beds, we pulled up this:
A giant parsnip! Looking at it, I can tell where JK Rowling got her inspiration for mandrakes in her Harry Potter books. I almost expected this to start squawking when I yanked it out of the ground.
Along with sewing more for my kids, I also want to use up some of my fabric stash. I have a lot of prints that my kids are too old to wear as clothing. What to make with it? Sleepwear. I made this for my nightgown-loving daughter:
The fabric is 100% linen printed with fairies. It was trimmed with some of my mother-in-law’s lace and ribbon.
It was a pleasure sewing the linen and I kept fingering the fabric — it has a soft yet silky texture. When Margaux saw it after school she wanted to immediately put it on to lounge around and read in. Not a bad idea. Now, I want to make myself a linen nightgown too and lounge around in it with my daughter.
I’m trying to get back in the swing of sewing for my kids. To start, I tackled a very quick project — turning a large mens tee shirt into a sleeveless muscle shirt for Oliver.
Fifteen minutes later and it was done. And now I’m thinking of all the other shirts from John’s drawer that are in need of transformation.
Margaux and I made these cookies last month for Easter.
The little candy eyes came from a local bakery supply shop. It is one of our favorite places to shop and search for fun ideas. I don’t know if we squealed more over the eyes, the pink icing, or the fluffy tails.
We even gave one to our dog, Cindy, because she’s been going crazy chasing (and catching) bunnies in our yard and she deserved one we’d let her eat.
Yet another strange statue.
This one even has a hole beside the mouth for a cigarette or a pipe to further enhance its appeal.
One of my neighbors was tossing this chair after a yard sale last fall.
It was in great shape — no rips or tears to the caning and even the bright orange upholstery was perfect. But, really not my style….at all. It spent the winter in the garage and earlier this week I broke it out and took it apart. I painted frame and reupholstered the seat and back. And now, I have this:
A chair that IS my style and I’m so happy with how it turned out.
Oliver’s mushroom hunting obsession is still in full force. Except for morels, which he found several of this spring, we do not eat his finds. But these?
Mushrooms we can all eat safely without fear of poisoning.