Salvage Rescuer:
Salvage shopping is to me like going to a museum, an art exhibit, or taking a trip in a time machine.  Saved from the wreckage or demolition of the walls that surrounded them, the history of these treasures whisper their own uniqueness and have much more appeal to me than anything can be mindlessly made from a mold or found new in a catalog.  Even broken pedestal bases can be ornaments that fit right in to any garden, yet carry with them the ghosts of a past era.  I often discover ornate doors, mantles, and other pieces that I absolutely fall in love with and want to rescue, but realize that I cannot give all of these vintage treasures a home.  My enjoyment comes from imagining the history and where these pieces were displayed before being displaced.  Were they part of a plantation or an estate?  Whose lives did they enrich?  Were they witness to elaborate balls as women in corsets and voluminous gowns gracefully danced by them?  Do these treasures carry with them the secrets and confessions of those who lived around them?  Whatever their stories or origins, even the bricks found at salvage yards have potential and a history all their own.   

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It's FALL, Ya'll!

September 24, 2009

Fall officially rolled in this week and although it’s still in the 90’s here, I am anxiously awaiting that first day that the wind begins to change and the leaves begin to rustle, and that feeling and energy that fall brings can be felt in the air.  Fall transports us from the salt spray days of summer spent at the beach to evenings at home in front of a warm glowing fire.  Something I look forward to during this time of year is one of my favorite aromas in the world – Thanksgiving dinner!  This is the season in which I get to pull out my Claire Burke pumpkin strudel potpourri oil and give the house a hint of the scent of bringing the harvest home.  The yard changes from vibrant greens, blues, pinks and reds to a brilliant and rich autumn landscape of burnt orange, yellows, and auburns, with an occasional cluster of pumpkins.  Gone for a while are the days of sticky humidity (and bad hair) as days of crisp, clear, cool air is a welcomed change, once again!

What are your fall favorites? 

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October is here, and so is Breast Cancer Awareness Month.  People and businesses throughout the world are doing their part to raise funds and awareness in furthering cancer research.  Please note that raising awareness is more than buying something pink and falling into the marketing concept of "breast cancer awareness."

Click on the image to read my courageous sister's story where she shared her thoughts and feelings while facing the challenges of breast cancer.

Remember to schedule your routine annual mammogram and remind at least one friend to do the same!  Oh, what the heck.... call them ALL! 

House Gremlin!
I'm starting to think we're not the only ones living here!  I've been suspecting for some time that we have a house gremlin, but I haven't been able to prove it yet.  I see a pattern, though, and I think the little critter is just messing with me!  There's a place for everything and everything is in it's place..... so my rule the theory goes.  Then, one day, something is not where it has been kept for years and years and there is no explanation for the bizarre disappearance of this object.  The crime scene is taped off and an extensive search begins.  The missing item is nowhere to be found and it is eventually believed that the house gremlin has been at mischief again.  That is, until mysteriously the item is found in a place where it never even belonged!  I really have no clue how this keeps happening.... but one day I'm gonna catch me that gremlin!

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September 1, 2009 - A couple of weeks ago my daughter's cat (and our family cat) of 18 years was euthanized, and the loss and circumstances left us so sad. This little sweetheart has some might big paws to fill, but she has already made us leak a lot of giggles and awwwww noises.  Her name is Lily because of the significance of the flower and in remembrance of her special predecessor.  Nothing heals a broken heart quite like new love.   

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