5 New Wreaths – Actually 6!

I’m heading off on Friday to my hometown, Easton, MD, as I mentioned in my last post and I am super excited! (Please go here to get all the scoop!)

I’ve been working 8 days a week (at least it feels that way!) making new things to take with me.

So, without further ado, here are the 5 spanking new wreaths I’m taking with me:

Dazzling Deer

Dazzling Deer

Velvet Angel

Velvet Angel

Christmas Candy

Christmas Candy

Under the Tree

Under the Tree

Santa's Dancing Bells

Santa’s Dancing Bells

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I promised you a 6th wreath, too, and here it is.  This one was made especially for Beekman 1802.  It features their limited edition heirloom ornament, Mrs. Goat.

Mrs Goat's Wreath

Mrs Goat’s Wreath

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Mrs Goat Limited Edition Heirloom Ornament (made in Poland, marked #1750 of 1802)

I’ll be back soon with more news but until then maybe I’ll see you this weekend in Easton!

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New Event Coming Up!

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I am literally up to my eyeballs with trying to get things made right now to satisfy deadlines but I wanted to let you know of an event coming up at the end of next week that I am very excited about.

I’m super excited because it’s in my hometown, Easton, MD, and it’s at my sister’s art gallery, Trippe-Hilderbrandt Gallery.  Please go visit her website and see the terrific lineup of artists, in several mediums, that she represents.  She’s a very talented photographer as well and her work is on display, too.

I was born and raised on the bucolic Eastern Shore of Maryland and I am thrilled beyond belief to be going home for a couple of days. I’m so looking forward to seeing family and old friends that I have not seen in ages. And I get to show off my work. How great is that?

If you live in the DC, Baltimore, Annapolis area, it’s a pretty short drive to Easton.

I will be there Friday evening December 1, for First Friday, from 5-8 PM and Saturday, December 2, from 11-6.  There is a LOT going on in town that weekend, including the Christmas parade (!). I hope I will see you there!


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I’m currently working on a new wreath that I will name “Christmas Candy.”

When I was a little girl, my grandmother used to have a bowl full of the most beautiful candy on her coffee table at Christmas.  Do you remember ribbon candy? Anyway, I got to thinking about that and decided to make a wreath with that idea in mind.

This is how I got started but I’m actually much further along with it now. It’s very, very festive!

I will be bringing it to the above-mentioned Trunk Show.


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Last but not least, I would like to wish each of you a very Happy Thanksgiving.  I have many, many things to be grateful for, including you.

Happy New Year From Home

DSC_0084 - Version 2This is home.

The place where I grew up.  It is on the beautiful Eastern Shore of Maryland.  My parents’ house is to the right, out of the picture.  I took this picture late in the afternoon as  I ventured out for a chilly New Year’s Day walk in the woods.  You are looking across our little creek down the Tred Avon River.

I grew up on a farm surrounded by the woods, water, and fields.  Pretty perfect if you ask me. My grandparents’ house is on the point which is on the upper left side of the picture.  It is named “Auburn.”   My grandfather named it for the color of my grandmother’s hair.  I always thought that was lovely.  He bought the place in 1920; the original house dates back in part to the 18th century.  It was built in 3 stages, the last one being in the late 19th century. It was practically falling down at the time he purchased it but he renovated and restored it.  My sister lives there now.

My Dad was born at Auburn and when he was a little boy, he would camp out on the point of land opposite from his parents’ house.  When he married my mother, they built their house, “Pintail Point,” right there.  It’s surrounded on three sides by water.

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I’ve had a lovely ten days at home spending time with my mom who, if you have been following this blog for a while, you know will be 92 later this month.  After the intensity of the fall, it has been so nice to just chill.

I thought I would share some of what I saw on my walk.

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Reflections of a beautiful wintry sky and bare trees in the water.

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Dreamy marsh grass in its winter color – or lack thereof.

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Out of the woods and heading out the road toward the sun.  There’s Emma on the right in the shadows.

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And more of them, hundreds of them taking flight.

DSC_0053 - Version 2A peek up at the sky through the trees as we walk down the lane.

DSC_0106 - Version 2My Dad built this bench for the garden years ago.  At a certain point, he moved it midway down the lane so he could rest for a moment.  He used to walk out to the county road to get the paper every day; it’s about a half mile perhaps.  I still walk it every day when I am home, too.

My father died in June 2011.  He was the greatest guy in the world.  Every time I pass his bench, I say hi.  I believe his spirit is often there.  DSC_0110 - antique fadeBeautiful winter light in the woods.

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Sun going down.

I came back to Richmond yesterday afternoon.  It is always so hard to leave.

Perhaps you can now understand why that is so.

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Happy New Year, everyone!  May 2014 bring you many joys. And a place to call home.

Treasure Hunting

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.

A shelf outside loaded with stuff.

The blue and white vase is a repro but it is huge and has a great look.You never know who or what you might see.

You never know just who you might run into.  I love how the frog appears to be genuflecting.

I have a thing for cast iron urns.  A couple of these were a little tempting.

Darling old wicker chair and distressed blue cabinet.  Love that color.

Let’s go in.

I always get a giggle when confronted with a bewigged head.  Pretty cool candelabra though and a nice little alabaster lamp behind it.

Kitschy owl clock.

Across the road is another building – a tin shed crammed with stuff.  It is hot as bejesus in there in the summertime.

Check out these fetching toy soldiers made out of flower pots.

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.

Here are my treasures!  Aren’t they fabulous?  I can’t wait to use them.