I am an artist, designer, and preservationist who lives to be a light for the Lord and to save old houses.
A dumpster diving germ freak by trade and obsession, I love to take something neglected and turn it into something truly beautiful. Along with rearranging furniture and deconstructing 1960's "home improvements," going IN to Krispy Kreme instead of using the "drive-thru" is one of my favorite forms of exercise! Currently, I am restoring a 1910 Frankenstein of a farmhouse and a 1919 Craftsman Bungalow. Oh, and I have a tiny little shop that features vintage goodies and pretty new things for you, your home, and baby!
The other day, I promised that I would tell you what I found on the side of the road during a spontaneous garage sailin' expedition with my antique-dealer friend, Thelma. Do you remember that? Do you also remember that I was recently blessed by a visit from my friend Alice, her wee girls, and their little friends? You can click here to read about the day they stopped by my shop to pick some apples.
Like this past Saturday, a couple of weeks ago I had planned on staying home to work on projects around the house. That didn't happen. My mind just kept thinking, "Go garage sailin'....go garage sailin'." So, I headed out...and on my way..during a quick stop into the grocery store...I bumped into my friend Thelma, who was reading the local paper. "I was just checking to see if there were any garage sales today," said Thelma. (I actually bumped into her during my second trip into the store...as I had forgotten something the first time.) A few minutes later we were heading down the road...
I was still looking around the second garage sale (where I found and oold bed from a nearby cabin) when Thelma, who was ready to pay for her finds, said..."I think I saw a sign for another sale down by the park." Thelma went on her way...and I was soon to follow. I did not, however, find a garage sale near the park...
What I did find on the side of the road as I turned the corner to head home...was a man trying to take a photograph of a group of people standing in front of a local landmark on the other side of the street...but cars continued to pass through his shot. I stopped....waited for a moment...then leaned out the window and said, "Wouldn't you all like to be in the picture?" After hearing a big happy, "YES!" I did a "u-ey" in the middle of the road, parked, hopped out of the car and as I was snapping the picture of the 2 men and 3 ladies..I heard one of the women say, "Can we buy you lunch?" Just visiting the area for the day, they asked if I was a local and wondered where the best place to eat would be. (I couldn't stay for lunch...but suggested a spot near their photo-op and told them about The Little Red Shop!)
An hour or so later...and two towns away...they were standing in my shop...telling me about their camping trip...and their cute little campers. In the meantime, while they were shopping...my mom, who had been working in the nursery...gave the photographer a tour of our project, and one by one...as I wrapped up their new treasures..the ladies went outside to join the tour...which ended at the apple tree. And then, like the wee sisters last week...the gals excitedly began filling bags with apples....only these "sisters"... were ..."on the fly!"
When I discovered the identity of my special guests, I asked if I could let all of you know about their little visit and show some pictures....they instantly and unanimously said, "SURE!" and called out there numbers. Please give a warm welcome to...
Sister #555 aka "Triple Nickel"
Sister # 525 aka "Buttercup"
and...Sister # 761 aka "Shantily Lace"
Denise (Sister #761) was not at all interested in the apples. She was, however, quite taken with the vintage bike I discovered leaning up against a phone pole one day whilst leaving storage. I called the property owner to let her know about it and said, "If you decide to take it to the dump...you are more than welcome to leave it outside my gate. It would look just right under my apple tree!"
Here is Denise again...grossed out by the fact that her friends were not only picking the apples...they were eating them right off the tree. "You guys are going to get worms!" she wriggled up her nose and said several times. "That's nice," I replied with a grin. "People will ask, 'What did you get at The Little Red Shop?' and they will reply, 'Worms...we got worms.'" : )
Sandy (Sister #555) called a few days later and said, "I made a pie with your apples!"