What do these two things have in common?
I just wanted to give you a quick peek at what’s going on out in the workshop. I am working hard to have enough new things for the Country Living Fair (which starts 2 weeks from today -eek!!!)
Here is RED RIDER:
I may have trouble letting this one go….
Now it’s time to get back to work!
Happy Memorial Day Weekend everybody!
I have only two more weeks to get ready for the Country Living Fair in Rhinebeck, NY and I am pretty stressed out about that (don’t forget to order your tickets now!). I need to make a lot of Vintage Christmas as well as work on editing and printing some photographs, package cards, etcetera, etcetera.
So….last week, as luck would have it, my left shoulder started bothering me and by the end of the week, it was pretty excruciating. I had finally finished making a wreath called “Pink Pearl,” and was well into a new one. Try as I might I just could not work through the pain enough so that I could get anywhere with a wreath. Of course, this just made me feel even more stressed. I took the weekend off to make a quick trip home to see my mother since I had not been able to make it for Mother’s Day. I brought some cards with me to package and even that was really painful. Now I was really worried.
So this morning, I went to the orthopedic clinic and found out that I have something akin to tendonitis. Once I explained that I absolutely have to be able to work for the next couple of weeks, the PA mercifully understood my predicament and went right to prescribing a steroid, a pain-killer, and a muscle relaxer. I have never taken a steroid and it makes me a little uneasy but after some conversation, I went ahead and filled the Rx.
Knowing that I cannot take all three of those meds and still stand upright, I went right for the most important one: the steroid. He said it may take a couple of days for it to kick in. After a while in the workshop, I went back into the house and took a half dose of the painkiller. About an hour later, I realized that things were not quite as painful as they had been. Halleluia – maybe this will work! And even better I was able to finish the wreath I had been working on. It was not a piece of cake but I was not so distracted by discomfort that it got in the way of my working. Oh, heavenly praises.
I am posting some crummy phone pictures of the new baby, “Snow Charming.” I love the way it turned out. As often seems to happen, the final 10% of the wreath took every bit as long as the first 90%. I worked on that 10% from about 4 until just after 8 this evening. I’m tired but elated that I could finish it. I have a feeling things will be on the upswing now, barring any other calamities. And I am hoping that the drugs will not turn me into an axe murderer or some other god awful thing. I can’t work very quickly so I may not be able to produce as much but at least I can produce something. Keep your fingers crossed for me! Oh, and let me know how you like the new stuff, ok?
It was just before 6 PM on our last day in Prague, the final day of our two-week-long whirlwind trip through 6 European countries. We had taken the tram down from Castle Hill in order to walk across the beautiful Charles Bridge in the golden light; what had been a rather gloomy couple of days finally gave way to sunshine at the perfect moment.
As we rounded a corner, Beverly stopped and peered into a shop window crammed with small antique treasures. She saw something that beckoned her inside and I followed. As we oohed and ahhed over various things stuffed into overpacked glass showcases, my eye caught something else: old glass Christmas ornaments!
I had held a small hope in the back of my mind that I would find a special ornament to take home as a souvenir of this trip. Up to now, the pickings had been slim to none. Yet here, in this tiny, fusty, little shop were boxes of ornaments piled on the floor underneath a cabinet that were just waiting to be picked through. They also had a select few in a glass case haphazardly plopped inside beautiful 19th century crystal as well as hanging from a string from the ceiling.
With the encouragement of the friendly girl behind the counter, I carried boxes over to her counter and started going through them. They were mostly small, figural ornaments – just the type I love – and quite old. I started pulling out a few to make a “maybe” pile. The Czechs are still using their traditional currency, the Koruna (called Crowns) and the currency conversion had been giving us a bit of confusion. Luckily, I had a currency converter on my phone that had been very handy and I was able to see that the prices were pretty reasonable.
In the end, here is what I picked out to bring home.
I quickly added up the amount in my head and made an offer for the 6 ornaments. By this time we had gotten a bt chatty and Lenska turned to ask her boss, the owner, if he would accept it. If I paid cash, he said, he would take it. Luckily, I had saved my last bit of cash in the event that I needed it, and I happily gave up my last 1,000 Crowns (about $50) for my new treasures.
While they carefully wrapped my purchases, we got to talking. The owner did not speak much English but Lenska’s was perfect. In short order, I found out that the owner has three children, all of whom are major over-achievers: one son is a PhD, currently in a 10-year program to become a University professor in history (10 years to qualify to be a professor – what incredible standards!); the other son is in medical school; and his daughter is an opera singer. The professorial candidate helps his dad run the antiques business – they have 2 shops. Lenska, who has the most beautiful peaches and cream complexion and is just a delight, has worked in the shop for many years, though she does not look a day over 22.
Here are some close-ups of what I bought.
This is the first one I gravitated to, I am not sure exactly why it appealed to me so much, but I think it is very charming. It only measures about 3 inches long, if that.
This guy was next. Something about him called my name.
I really had to have this squirrel. Isn’t it fabulous? And so teeny. And so….cute with his little chenille parts.
Sailor boy is really the coolest one of all and very, very old. The owner said he is about 110 years old. How’s that for vintage?
And, finally, is this corsage/package decoration with beautiful old white ribbon attached.
I resisted buying an amazing glass ornament with 3 fish inside it; it was very pricey compared to the others, though I do not think it was overpriced (about $25). But in the end, the ones I chose were the ones that really spoke to my heart.
Thankfully, they made it home in one piece though I did have a scary moment when going through security in Frankfurt while we were rushing to make our connection flight home.
I regret to tell you that you will not be seeing these in any Glittermoon designs. Nope, these are all mine. They will be gracing my vintage tree come Christmas. I hope you won’t mind too much.
Oh, and in case you find yourself in Prague, do yourself a favor and pop into this charming shop for a visit. Tell them I sent you.
May green be the grass you walk on,
May blue be the skies above you,
May pure be the joys that surround you,
May true be the hearts that love you
- Irish Blessing
I wish all of you many blessings today and always.
Éire go Brách!