The weather here continues to be so warm that spring is already in full swing. Jack and I are starting to enter that time of year when we spend the entire day out in the backyard. The grass out the front door is so fresh and green and long already that it looks like silk blowing in the crazy winds we have had for 2 days.
And most importantly, I did NOT suffer from the winter doldrums this year!
Anyway, I've been trying to take pictures of things for the blog in advance, so don't think all these things came from one trip. :-)
There was an estate sale at one of the neighbor's homes last week which was supposed to start at 9. Jack had school that morning, so we got there at 8 45. When we walked in the daughter told me they started letting people in at 6 30! Since they advertised fabric I would have been there a lot earlier if I had known that...
Oh well. I picked up this frame for some crazy price (maybe a quarter or 50 cents), thinking I would put it in the hallway. I can't seem to find room for it, so it's been on the counter. I have been debating about the painting inside of it when I noticed a signature in the sunlight the other day.
It looks to me like it says "C FAHRENHOLTZ". Some googling shows an artist who used a signature that was close to that, E G Fahrenholtz. The tricky bit is that the signatures look exactly the same, same style lettering, same handwriting, but those first initials are different.
Obviously my internal debate about what to do with it rages on. LOL Is it the sort of thing we always hope to find, an antiques roadshow treasure? Is it nothing? Is it too dark for my house? I'll keep thinking on it.
I also picked up this needlepoint at her house. (I think it's needlepoint? I can't believe how little I know about some of the needle arts.)
I wish I could move right in that house. Charming, isn't it?
No clue what to do with it either, but it was wadded up like garbage in the estate sale which kills me a little.
At some other time last week I picked up this awesome pair of barkcloth curtains. Don't they just scream 1940's tropical?
Except I am not sure what I am going to do with them either. LOL I would hang them in the living room, but then they would have cats hanging off them with sharp claws and kids grabbing them with grubby fingers.
I am sensing a theme here in my thrifting lately...
Ahhhhhh, something I know what to do with! A piece of white pottery.
And a such lovely piece too.
Now, back to waiting for the crazy garage sale season to start. The listings in the paper are growing every week. Wooohoooo!