I mentioned in the last post that I took a few days to go home and visit my Mom. “Home” is on the beautiful Eastern Shore of Maryland and, though I have lived more than half my life in Richmond, VA, it is still “home” to me. We live about halfway between Easton and St. Michael’s.
Just down the road a piece from us is a tiny little hamlet named Royal Oak. And in Royal Oak is a king-daddy of a fab antiques/junk shop named Oak Creek Sales. It’s been there forever. If you are one of those people who like to poke around in a funky, dirty old place then this is for you. Nothing fancy here. But you just might find a treasure! And then again, maybe not. This is the front of the store.
Or this Victorian fainting couch with lovely inlay and a pretty needlepoint pillow. I wondered whether it might be a nice thing in my hopefully soon-to-be-reality garden room but decided it might not be comfy enough. It’s a bit short, to. Still, reupholster it in a fabulous fabric and it would be divine. Hmmm, maybe I should consider it for the bedroom..
I did purchase this pair of smallish/medium cast iron urns. I want to put them in the garden room on a console table. I love the patina. Even though they look old, they are actually repros, too. Amazing what they are doing nowadays. I thought they were a good price.
Back across the road inside the store, look what is hanging near the cash desk. They must have ten years worth of dust on them! I bought 3 Polish ones and a few other ornaments that I found scattered throughout the shop.I said goodbye to Santa as I was leaving.