Vintage Finds

This past weekend I went to Two Chicks Barn Sale  with half of my Aaron/Hur team, a junkie much like myself.  One who's out to save as much goodness from destruction that she can.  One who's giving new life to much loved, well worn, and sometimes discarded treasures.  One whom I enable and one who enables me!  We are two peas in a pod when it comes to junkque.  We love dusty, rusty, dirty old things.  What one can't think of to use these "has beens" for, the other will.  And so our love affair of trash treasure is fueled by expectation,  surprise, creativity and each other!  With all that being said, one may wonder what on earth this has to do with living in the Land of Cotton.  As it happened last weekend, not only was there a barn sale featuring the afore mentioned ladies, they opened their shed up to local vendors and their wares.  Goose.  Bumps.

At one particular vendor, ran by a local farmer, Mr. Harcum (boy did he have some lovelies!) we happened upon boxes of textiles ~ insert fluttering heart here.  Inside one box there were bits and pieces of someone's love of cotton from days gone by.  It had my name on it, but I didn't necessarily want ALL of it, so Heidi Jane and I split the cost.  A whopping $1.50 each.  Drop my jaw.  Pick it up.  Move on quickly.  I got another treasure from him while I was perusing his booth as did my partner in crime. We left the items there for storage until we were finished spending all our money looking at the other vendors. When we returned to Mr. Harcum to pick up our deals for the day, Heidi decided to explore the last TWO boxes of textiles!  Being the thrifty shoppers that we are, an offer was made for both boxes and two happy junkies walked away with their finds.  At the car we divvied up our goods ~ hit a couple yard sales and ended with a walk in the Delmar Park. 

This is my share of goodness:

 I'm petty sure I will use that fabric for quilts. It's had a good washing and drying.  I paid no heed to the fact that it could have been delicate or dry cleanable.  In the machine it went.  It stunk.  Period.  Better to have clean, shrunken fabric than something that smelled like the inside of  a chicken coop.
Besides, the quilts I make are going to have to be machine washable.  Fact of life. 

This lot has it's own set of quirks, but some cool treasures. Crochet thread, cone thread, spools of thread, buttons, patterns, zippers, embroidery floss, bobbins (that will fit my vintage Singer) and some gadget I've never seen before.  Oh, and a hook for rug hooking.  I probably won't use much of it for it's intended use, but I will use the thread (once it  has been wound down to the clean thread) and the bobbins. 

Not bad for a day's find.  Not bad at all.

Side note:  Rag #3 has been scripted, lined up, and stacked according to placement in the show.   Now to stuff, sew and clip.

This show is about to get under way!

I'm sew excited!

 

Sew, until next time,

Lovely Daydreams from the Land of Cotton