Keepin it all!!!

I'm keeping it all...LOL.  Welllllll, not really but I am keeping a few of the treasures I found last weekend. Starting with this faboosh flow blue plate.  I adore 18th century soft paste ware and this is such a pretty piece.  Yea, I'm keeping it.

 While visiting Vintage Village last Saturday I purchased this lovely oak frame with carved script and original etched print. Will add a new piece of glass and off to my booth it goes.

 

 Hey, who is that handsome boy? That's my wile e coyote, Kota.  He is such a sweet boy.  He was in the middle of a yawn when I snapped this picture.

Pretty, Victorian paperweight. Heavy, cut crystal.

Pretty tin crown is perfect for your favorite statues and is a lovely decorative element. I actually got two of these and they are a little bigger than a baseball.

Another keeper, I collect antique carnival glass, the pieces from the turn of the century for their brilliant matt lustre.  I have a few good pieces that I have found over the years and twice as many pieces that have chips and cracks but still wonderful for display.  Often known as the poor man's Tiffany glass, I just like its iridescence.  This bad boy is a rare, funeral vase and stands 17.5 inches tall.  Heavy and just gorgeous, I am crazy about it.

 You can see the scale of this piece as it is standing next to a pair of stacked, large, antique cake plates.

A timely British pewter mug commemorating the signing of the Declaration of Independence.

 How pretty is this antique, pint tray from Great Britain.

  

Was fortunate to find lovely Bavarian pieces filled with decorative roses like this pretty "Berry Set" below.  The softest, white roses are on the four berry bowls and a large serving bowl.

A gorgeous rose bowl with pretty edging.  This piece is a real beauty.

Couldn't resist taking a photo of the group of rose decorated pieces below.

Loving this Victorian quadruple plate vase.  Heavy and with a pretty etched design all around.  Lots of original silverplate.

 

This is such a sweet little hand colored illustration from a weekly pen dated 1876.  Original frame.

Found a pair of vintage footed cake plates.  I really like the plain ones best as they remind me of the diners of my youth growing up in New Jersey. I actually have two of my own that I use over the holidays, but I'm starting to look at adding a third one with this beauty below.

A batch of vintage, bamboo barker canes from the 1930s.  They are just plain cool and I can visualize the carnival barkers shooing people into the sideshows.  I tied flag ribbons to them to jazz them up for the 4th.

 

Sweet little baby doll is sitting in an adorable, vintage wicker basket.

Grouped the terrariums together and topped two of them with the pretty tin crowns.

To make a little room in the booth, I moved one of the wicker rockers onto the farm table.  It allowed me to bring in the antique wrought iron bird cage which enhanced the display.

 And of course, that fantastic bird cage.  Huge and on the original stand.

 I'm digging this Wednesday, mid week holiday as it breaks up the work week. My honey and I did an early movie this morning and saw Snow White and the Huntsman.  Terrific retelling of the fairy tale and it leaves the story open for a sequel. I hope they follow up with one.  Charlize Theron was fantastic as the evil queen and the effects were just amazing.  

I hope everyone had a fantastic Fourth of July and blessings to you and those you love.  Sea Witch

He's such a good boy.

I'm back dear bloggers/readers.  I was at West Point, NY visiting my son, his lovely wife and my raviolis...Kit Kat, Kells Bells and the Conman.  Had a blast with my grandchildren and a marvelous time in NY.  I get so homesick for the northeast when I visit.  Good food, beautiful countryside and "da king's english is spoke." LOL 

Was just settling back in when my honey called me at work to say that he thought Kota may have suffered a stroke. I came home to find that my dear, sweet and beloved Kota suffered a Geriatric Vestibular Syndrome (GVS) stroke. He is doing well and in no pain but feeling a little embarrassed about his drunken walk.

He is 15 years old and I cannot imagine life without this wonderful creature. I'm thankful that my honey was home to assist him. Kota was running to the door and barking at the salesman when his bark changed and he had difficultly walking. He was terribly embarrassed by the drunken walk he immediately had and tried hiding in our bedroom closet. 

Last winter's snow fall on our deck.  The coyote would come out in him when it snowed and he would howl and prance and hop in the snow with abandon.

Kota waiting for his puppy bagel at Einsteins bagel. 

He is doing much better this morning, but has difficulty drinking water as his neck is a little stiff.  His bark is a little off too. Sweet baby.  He can recover from the GVS but it takes up to three weeks.  He is an old guy of 15 years...a very long dogs life and especially for a coyote/dog hybrid mix.  He is the sweetest 4-legged I have ever had in my life and I have been emotionally preparing myself for when he crosses over these past few months, but this was so unexpected.    I'm not one of those who will prolong his life for my sake.  I will not allow him pain or discomfort, I will not allow him to exist for my sake.  He has been a faithful and loving companion and I will willingly allow him to cross over to his doggie heaven where he can eat unlimited treats, chase tree rats with abandon, hide beneath a butterfly bush and snooze on any bed he finds until I see him again.

  For now, he is happy, without pain and barking at the tree rats (squirrels) so we will continue as a pack.  He is such a good boy.  Blessings to you and those you love and especially all creatures great and small.  Sea Witch

Things in my house.

Just for grins, I decided to snap a few photos of things in my house and post them on my blog. No rhyme or reason for what I took a picture of or why...just thought it would be fun.

So, I hope that you will grab your camera and do the same. Take random shots of things in your house, don't clean them, dust them, or rearrange them...share them in all of their "where they are sitting and what they look like" glory. Use the post title, "Things in my house" and then scurry back to this posting, leave a comment telling me to visit and I will.

Now, GO...snap pictures and post them. Sea Witch

I Think Dogs Are...

the most amazing creatures; they give unconditional love. For me they are the role model for being alive." ~~ Gilda Radner (1946 – 1989) American comedian

How true these words are. I cannot imagine my life without dogs in it. They keep me honest, forthright and remind me that life should always contain a broad sense of humor. I have had many wonderful 4-legged’s in my life; most being rescued animals. Kota, my laughing coyote, is one of those wonderful souls. I was living in Flagstaff, Arizona and had returned home from having my other dog blessed for the feast day of St. Francis. I walked into the publishing house that I worked for when I saw a coyote run into the building and hole up in the Editors pit.

I always kept cookie bones for the warehouse drivers who traveled with their dogs so I grabbed the box and ran to the Editors pit hoping that I could bribe the frightened guy out of the building. There in the center of the room was this skinny, dirty coyote mix with a nose full of porcupine needles. He looked like a pin cushion. He looked up at me, his tail began to wag and he creepy crawled over to me like a little furry commando. I knew he was what the locals called a “rez rocket” or a tribal dog running ferral. If their dogs killed their chickens, they would usually drop them off in Flagstaff for locals to take them in rather than destroy them. Porcupine needles are tough to remove and require surgery to be done safely and without future infection. I called a local vet who said they would see if he could perform the surgery or if he would have to put the animal down. I receive a call from the vet several hours later saying that over 200 porcupine needles were removed from his face and he should pull through. Well, this sweet boy had me at “woof”…actually more like a whistle as he never did bark. Sierra, my other dog taught him how to bark as he would communicate in whistles, howls and popping sounds. Kota came home with me as soon as he was released from the vet and has been a member of our family ever since. I am grateful that the Navajo left him in Flag to find me.

He is the sweetest canine I have ever owned, easy going but with a keen sense of pack protection. He keeps watch over the back deck ensuring that the squirrels do not run off with the patio furniture and no one makes it into our yard without Kota alerting us.

March 1, 2009 snowfall in Lawrenceville - Kota was howling he loved it so much. He thought he was back in the high desert of Arizona.

I share this love of God’s creatures with many of my antique dealer friends at Vintage Village. In fact, we dedicated a link to our pets featuring their favorite picks. This continues to be our most visited page. http://vintagevillageantiquesandmore.com/Petspick.html or if you are visiting the Vintage Village Website, look for the picture of Sebastian at the bottom of the menu bar, double click on his sweet face and you are there. I hope you will take a peak at it.

Laughing at the squirrels in the sun.

So in the words of the great American philosopher, Will Rogers - "If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went." Amen.