Just wanted to post a little something today along with my news. First the little something...more blue. The cup and the platter are badly worn...but not too shabby for me. I love that they were well loved. More beads, another pendent, a big vintage pin, and a crocheted doily of sorts. Notice the big glass heart paperweight. It's not blue, but appears blue depending on the light. The Heartfelt Sympathy box I kept just because of the tiny blue flowers...reminds me of the Bluetts I seem to not get enough of this year.
A sweet bird....and of all things....a button card made by my friend, Jim, with his own photo, of course. There is a very tiny blue glass button on it. Unique, as he is.
Here is that well loved platter...so sweet and a better shot of the glass heart. Lovely.
A close-up of the cup, actually, it might be a bowl, as it has no handle. VERY loved. I think I paid a quarter for it. Thought it would look great with blue buttons in it. But, since I seem to choose white buttons, or mother of pearl ones...it has failed to be filled. Well, there is always tomorrow!
The pendant. Quite lovely.
Another photo of the platter, cup and heart, along with a sweet beaded necklace.
And, now for the "news." As you know, this year has been kind of difficult. Finding my way these days has been tough, but I keep trying to figure out the right things to do. So, here is the news, followed by my story about it all.....I'm moving!
Here's the story: About four years ago, the old navy man and I went to look at a patio home. He was already pretty ill and taking care of two acres in the city limits is a lot of work. He had COPD, so breathing was tough and getting worse...grass, dust and so forth aggravated everything. So...we went to look at this patio home. I absolutely thought it was perfect...he hated it. Of course, even though he was ill, he really didn't want to give up his little piece of land. So, we didn't. And, that was fine. Several days after we had looked at the place, he said..."you know...someday that would be a perfect place for you."
Well, there aren't a lot of these kinds of places in my town. In fact, hardly any, so they sell very fast when one becomes available. I figured I'd never be able to get one...so gave up thinking about it.
A couple of weeks ago, my daughter...who just happens to be a realtor, called to tell me that a three bedroom was up for sale...was I interested? We went to see it. And, as before, I loved it. So, I guess 'someday' is here because I bought it! We close on July 9th.
I know, I know. I said I would wait a year to decide what to do....but guess what....I really don't like dealing with this two acres....so I plan on enjoying that kind of thing to be done for me. There is, of course, a fenced in patio that runs the length of the house...with a nice flower bed that I can play around with....I do like a few flowers. But, the yard, well, that job will go to guys who do that for a living.
Yes, I know what you are thinking....what about Bird Nest on The Ground and my porch? Well, my little backyard studio will belong to someone else and that is ok with me. I used it all I could while I was here and I can pass it along now. (I guess you could also call it "previously loved, the same for the porch!) The street I'm moving to looks like a park and there is a small front porch. Big enough for a couple of chairs...one for me, one for a friend. It will be ok. Without the old navy man here, it isn't the same anyway. Needless to say, however, I am going to have to be creative about where to work. There will be many posts, I am quite sure, about me solving that little issue...probably coming up in the Fall.
And, another yes....I will have to let some things go. But, not anything that is important to me. So, not to worry. I am feeling good about it. By the way....wherever I find to be my studio, no matter where it is....it will always be called the Bird Nest on The Ground, as that name was given 'my space' by the old navy man!
I'm not sure I will be posting much...maybe a word or two here and there, until I get moved. I said I hate packing....but once everything gets in the new place...I DO love unpacking and putting away, that always reminds me of Christmas!
Please be patient and hang in there with me. Enjoy the summer!!!
Until next time, pat ♥