Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Chickens and Wood


What an exceptionally warm weekend we were treated to in this normally very chilly month of January!  We had put on our calendars months ago, to go antiquing with some longtime, dear friends of ours, so the delightful weather only heightened our happiness as we set out to two destinations: 
Gibson Mill in Concord and Cline's in Mt. Pleasant.
Our daughter Lizz was still with us, visiting from Hawaii, 
so this also made our excursion extra special!!

Our first stop was to Gibson Mill, where you will find miles of delicious old relics, some of which I had growing up.   Why did I get rid of those things??  But anyway, it's thrilling being there, and I always find some little ditty to bring back as I try to garnish my home with delights from the past.  
In a way, it brings me comfort.  

This was our fun little group at Gibson Mill...each holding a sign that depicted us 
to a "T".

                                    Amy                         Lizz                         Emily
                                    Scott & Dean                            Me


After spending a few hours at the mill, we now set off to the next place, which would be my very first visit there. Cline's is located in Mt. Pleasant, NC and has a plethora of stuff.  Now, one might call it junk, (yes Dean, I'm talking about you), but for the creative mind, it is a playground of delight, rummaging through dusty old items, most of which probably will never be bought, but once in awhile, you come across a gem.





Well, this pile of discarded old flooring was my gem.  I got all excited when I came across it out in a field littered with all sorts of discarded "junk".  
To the average mind, this might look like some very nice wood for their fire pit, 
but in my mind, it was a beautiful piece of art.





As I laid out the tattered pieces, full of mysterious history, my mind reeled with possibilities of what I could create with this musty yet beautiful wood.


So to work I went, picking out the perfect pieces, 
some of which still held their square nails.
Hauling them down that hill was quite the funny feat, but at last we made it to our gruff cashier who said, "That'll be $12".  Only $12 for those gems! I was overjoyed.  Now I can't wait to see what they will become.  I wonder if those hard working people, who walked on those creaky old boards each day, would ever have imagined that an artist girl would get so excited over them, one day becoming a piece of beautiful art.  
They probably would think I was crazy.    




I just had to include this photo.  
These bugged-eyed colorful chicks, so eager and full of life although a bit banged up, just made me so happy.
They kind of reminded me of someone...
Oh...it's me!








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