Vintage Vignettes

There has only been 1 Creative Memory page (not even an album) made by my hands.

Any attempt at needle pointing, crocheting and anything good thing that involves a teensy needle and long stretches of concentration has never ended well for me. {To be honest, those projects never 'ended'. They just accumulated dust after the 15th stitch.}

I run long and hard from any project involved more than 2-maybe 3-steps .

HOWEVER...

I do enjoy putzing around the place i spend 99.5% of my time, pulling together little "vintage vignettes". I do not have a sizable 'home decor' budget, nor would I want one (honestly), because to me, it is far more fun to create 'home' with as little money and with as much love as possible!

Here are a few of the little corners of my kitchen that I have enjoyed 'cozy-ing up' with items that where either kindly given to me, passed down or purchased at an antique flea market.

The picture below is my 'coffee corner', where the first sip of heavenly goodness awaits me each morning...and i never take it for granted! There were unsightly cords hanging down which i wanted covered...and thanks to the darling little dishtowel my Auntie gave to me, they are seen no more!

You might remember that old tray I found at a barn sale a few weeks ago. With super-industrial strength Velcro, I hung it on the wall. I'm crossing my fingers it will not come down with a bang in the middle of the night and create a need for Depends. I hung pictures from magazines that take me to another place (a micro-vacation) when I desperately need it. If the slanted birdfeeder outside the window caught your attention, it is courtesy of my handsome 15 year old stepson who somehow lost control and mowed right into it (while I was watching with admiration).

I am quite tickled with the $10 tablecloth I found at the flea market...along with the generously sized salt and pepper shakers. I enjoyed a nice cup of coffee with my imaginary friend yesterday afternoon while the children were napping, glass coffee cups provided lovingly by my REAL friend, Janelle.

I have had this "Sand Dollar" sign for a long, long time. It never grows old. This little grouping is on top of my corner cabinet (given to us for not a penny! Thank you, Lord!). My mom found these beautifully bright red LIT plum branches! She lent me her old crock and wha-la! What prettiness, don't you think?

Thank you for bearing with a boring post (if you made it to the end).

I do hope this is the beginning of a GREAT week for you.

Warmly,

Jeane`