Sharon Springs Harvest Fest 2017

Brent and Josh at the Glittermoon Tent

Brent and Josh, founders of Beekman 1802, at the Glittermoon tent. Sharon Springs, NY Harvest Festival

I’ll be back in Sharon Springs, home of the Fabulous Beekman Boys and Beekman 1802 for the funnest and friendliest weekend all year: Harvest Festival. If you have never been before, get it in gear and go! And if you have been, I hope to see you there once again!

The dates are Saturday September 9th and 10th in beautiful Sharon Springs, NY.

This year I am super-duper excited to be stationed out at Beekman Farm with a small group of other members of the Beekman 1802 Artisan Collective (including my friend Beth Miller of Parris House Wool Works).  I will be doing a demo on wreath-making (in between petting the goats!) on both Saturday and Sunday.  You can go here to get tickets for the farm tour and to see me.  But don’t delay, the farm tour sells out really quickly!

Equally exciting is that you will be able to find some Glittermoon Vintage Christmas for sale in the Beekman 1802 Mercantile over the weekend! Whoohoo!

If, by chance, you are unfamiliar with Sharon Springs, their Harvest Festival, and/or the Fabulous Beekman Boys, you can read posts by me about it here…or here!

Hope to see you there!


Where Has the Summer Gone???

I’ve been up to my eyeballs this summer with a myriad of things demanding my attention – or so it seems.  And the time is just flying by!

I’m working on custom orders now and I have a huge list of them, probably the largest number ever and with deadlines looming, it is a scramble.  If you are already on my list, you are the most patient, kind people ever. Thank you so much for your forbearance…keep hanging on, I’ll be in touch when I get to yours.

These are snippets of a couple I’ve been working on lately.


Has it been as hideously hot where you are as it is here? The workshop is not exactly  a comfortable paradise these days.  Though I’m of an age where I never want to wish time away, I am looking forward to more reasonable temps – soon, I hope.


And, in a totally unrelated aside…I’ve been getting notifications from Pinterest that this topiary, “Christmas Fantasy,” is being pinned. Lots of notifications.

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I clicked on one of those notifications this morning and – oh my, I can’t believe it – it’s been pinned just shy of 32,000 times!!!


That boggles my mind, quite honestly.  I didn’t share this with you to pat myself on the back but because it is kind of mind-blowing in its magnitude.

A happy ending to the week for me.


And for you, I wish you a happy end of summer.  September is right around the corner.  Scary, isn’t it?

In a little over 2 weeks, I will be heading north to Sharon Springs, NY for the Harvest Festival, September 17-18. I’m really looking forward to being back!  You can read about it here or here. I hope you can make it!

I’ll leave you with a photo that’s maybe not exactly depicting the dog days of summer but it does seem like a good thing to do on a hot Saturday afternoon.

Have a cat nap on me.


Sharon Springs Harvest Fest: There Must Be Something In The Water Up There.

I know you all are waiting to find out the results of the Guessing Game but I’m going to take a little detour to tell you all about what I did last weekend.

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I don’t know what exactly it is about that place but, honestly, there is magic afoot – at least there is in September during Harvest Fest.  I suspect that it’s like that all the time.

If you remember, last year was my first foray there and I had a doozy of a time.  This time, Glittermoon and I were not alone; I brought my intrepid friend Phylliss along for the ride.

It was not a given that I would be returning.  This year, Harvest Fest was scheduled for a different weekend which caused a big conflict for me and I had to choose between going there and an event in Richmond that had been a good moneymaker for me.

I chose Sharon Springs.

Why?  Because of the people.

Last year, as a total stranger, I was taken under the wings of so many lovely folks and made so many new friends that I just had to go back.  I’m glad I did.

My main regret is that I still did not get the chance to see Josh and Brent’s place, Beekman Farm.  As a gardener and animal lover, I’m dying to visit .  So far, I have had to be content with driving by on my way to and from Cobleskill (where I stay) and with looking at everybody else’s pictures.  Maybe some day….sigh.

I packed the car, squeezed Phylliss in, and we took off last Thursday.  It took us about 10 hours to get to Cobleskill but we did pause for a leisurely lunch in Greencastle, PA on the way up.

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Here’s the scene as we rolled into Sharon Springs Friday morning.  It was pretty quiet.

I went looking for Joe Todd Campbell, first.  Joe Todd is a sweetheart and is in charge of the vendors, a fearsome task, if you ask me.  As I walked into the American Emporium where his shop, The Finishing Touch, is located I could spy him and his friend Harry through the glass door.  I knocked and hear “Is that Cackie?” coming from within somewhere.  It was Michael Pappa, a pine cone artist (MP Pine Cone Designs) from Wheeling, West Virginia.  We met last year and have stayed in touch since; I had asked to have my tent placed near him.  After hugs all around, Joe Todd said I could get started setting up that afternoon.

That done, we set off down the street to see some old friends. First stop was the brand new Beekman 1802 Mercantile and it is beautiful.  Unfortunately, neither Brent nor Josh were there at the moment.  After nosing around and deciding what we might want to purchase, Phylliss and I set off to have lunch at The Black Cat and catch up with Tony, the owner.  We sat outside on the deck, had a superb lunch, and immediately were engrossed in conversation with the folks at neighboring tables.  The magic was happening already.

The Black Cat

The Black Cat

After lunch, we headed down some steps to this wonderful shop (you know I have a hard time passing by any antique shop).  I had heard that Beth, whom I met last year and who owned a lovely shop named Garden Creations, might be there.

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Heritage Living Country & Vintage is an adorable shop

Beth wasn’t there but Holly was and we hit it off right away.  She is pure delight and I am so glad that I met her.  We made plans to get together Saturday evening with Beth for a drink at the American Hotel across the street.

As we were walking back on Main Street, I bumped into a customer from last year who became another internet friend, Sue and her hubby Angelo.  They had just left the Mercantile and let me know that Brent was in.  So Phylliss and I headed back to say hi.  Brent, as always, was ready with a hug and some conversation.  After we caught up a bit, Phylliss and I went to the car to unload and set up.

Later, we made our way over to the old Roseboro for some more vintage hunting among the thrift shops that are now tenants.  As luck would have it, we scored a couple of bargains.

The Roseboro Hotel This is where the Beekman Mercantile was originally located.

The Roseboro Hotel
This is where the Beekman Mercantile was originally located.

After that, I wanted to drive Phylliss around town to show her what the village was like.  We headed up the side street next to the Roseboro.  As I drove by, I noticed a gentleman setting out all sorts of goodies in his yard.  A yard sale!!  I braked, rolled down the window, and inquired if he was open for business.  Indeed he was.

Out of the car we hopped.  We were greeted by said gentleman; a tall thin man with Teutonic blue eyes. He was dressed rather peculiarly.  Intriguingly actually.  He wore a nicely pressed tuxedo shirt under a silk dressing gown; his feet were shod in Crocs and a pair of old socks.  The only thing missing was a pair of pants.  Yup – pants.  Interesting.

This gentleman, “R,” was quick to point out that he had rooms available to rent for the weekend.  After we told him that we were already staying at the Best Western in Cobleskill, he let on that they call him when they have an overflow and send folks there to stay.  Really?

His house is about as eccentric looking as he was.  Did we want to see the guest rooms?  Well, thanks, but actually what I’m looking for is some vintage Christmas.  Did he have any?  You know, says he, I think I have some in the attic.  Want to come up and see?  Ummm, well, maybe not to the attic.  Well, he says, come on in and see the rooms that are available and I’ll go on up to the attic and see what I have.

So we went in.  Now, this is an old 19th century house and it rambles on. The front room was decorated with hats.  Hats, hats, and more hats (fedoras) hanging on the walls.  Directly behind the hat room was what appeared to be an office. The walls in there were covered with a collection of old brass chargers, you know, the embossed ones with scenes on them.  The house had dark woodwork and looked as though it had been frozen in time.  And maybe not painted in about 90 years.  It was crammed to the gills with stuff.

Two words came to mind.  Alfred Hitchcock.  Followed by: Anthony Perkins.  And finally, Martin Balsam.  Get the idea?

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So, what did I do?

I followed him up the stairs to the foot of the attic steps, naturally.

I only went about halfway up.  I kept thinking about hatchets.

Sadly, “R” did not have quite what I was looking for.  Phylliss and I made our way back to the car.

We were greeted by another gentleman.  The next-door neighbor.  Who also has rooms for rent.  Lots of them apparently.  Thank you for the offer.  So sorry we can’t stay.  Bye, bye.

See, I said to Phylliss, how friendly everybody here is?  We are going to have an adventure this weekend.

That evening, we had a wonderful dinner at Justine’s in Cobleskill.  Everything was fantastic – from the adorable waitress to the delicious food and wine.  The portions were meant for cavemen;  we took doggie bags back to the room.

Saturday came.  Time for Harvest Fest!

The Glittermoon booth.  Nestled in between Michael Pappa on the left and Twin Hills Farm on the right.

The Glittermoon booth. Nestled in between Michael Pappa on the left and Twin Hills Farm on the right.

We had fantastic vendors all around us.  That’s Michael’s booth on the left.  And Twin Hills Farm on the right.

Michael Pappa.  MP Pine Cone Designs.

Michael Pappa. MP Pine Cone Designs.

Nancy and Lee of Twin Hills Farm.  They had a million different kinds of garlic for sale.

Nancy and Lee of Twin Hills Farm. They had a million different kinds of garlic for sale.

Pretty soon, a bunch of my customers from last year had made their way by the tent.  It was like old home week.  So much fun to reconnect and catch up on things.  I was humbled by the number of folks who made a point to come by and see me; several from Sharon Springs as well as folks from all over.

This is what is so great about the Harvest Fest.  It’s as if the Pied Piper has been reincarnated.  And he has, in the form of Brent and Josh.  They, and the magic of Sharon Springs, draw thousands of folks back to revisit, catch up with friends they made the year before, and just have a marvelous time for a brief couple of days in September.

I’m so glad I came.

Here are some pictures of Harvest Fest.  Since Phylliss was with me this year, I could sneak off and check out what was going on.  Please click on the pictures to see them full size.

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I got to meet Pam and Gary Kurst from The Dancing Bear Farm.  Their tent was in the row behind ours.  Pam and I had an instant connection; I liked her immediately.  We are already Facebook friends.  They raise Angora rabbits.  DSC_0412 - Version 2

This is Gary with one of the babies – about 6 weeks old.  I got to hold her and could hardly bear to let her go.  She was so calm and warm, like a little furnace;  kind of like a living muff.  Heavenly.DSC_0407 - Version 2

Brent and Josh came by Sunday morning for hugs and a chat.  Here they are hamming it up in front of the Glittermoon tent.

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And here I am with them.

DSC_0409 - Version 2And this is why I hate being on the other side of the camera.  I can’t believe I’m even showing it to you.

Monday morning, we packed up and made our way home to Richmond.  We tried a new route home, one that someone we met suggested.  It was much nicer.  We got off  I-81 near Harrisburg, PA and made our way down Route 15 until we got to Warrenton.  Along the way, we pulled into a diner in Dillsburg, PA.

If you are ever near there be sure to check out Wolfe’s Diner.  It’s the real deal, a nice silver diner that has been in continuous operation since 1955.  They even have a Betty Boop statue holding up the Specials menu.  A tunafish sandwich is $1.75.  I kid you not.  And I had the best milkshake I think I have ever had.

As we rolled into Virginia, I was suffering from antiques lust.  So what if we had been on the road forever…I needed a fix.  We pulled into this place called Really Good Finds.

IMG_0948 - Version 2Seriously, who could possibly resist this giant rooster?  Not me.  Sadly, there was no room in the car.

Almost eleven hours after we left Sharon Springs, we made it home.  It was a heck of a long drive.

But, boy, was it worth it.

Maybe I’ll hear the siren song of Sharon Springs again next year.  Who knows?

Happy Memories

Remember this from my last post?  The beginnings of a new something?


Well, ta-da!  Here’s the finished project: Happy Memories Wreath

I had a lot of fun making this one and I have to say that I am going to have a really hard time parting with it.

OK, I know I say that a lot…but I really mean it this time.  Honest.

The overall feeling I get from this is so cheerful that I named it “Happy Memories.”  Because it reminds me of my childhood.  Way back when.  In the last century.  Like in the middle-ish part of the last century.  Yikes.

Detail of Happy Memories Wreath © Glittermoon Productions LLC 2013 7Here is a look at the top half.  The boot is so much fun with a reindeer jumping out of it, a disco ball, and a candy cane.  I adore the little kneehugger elf and his fancy pants hat.Detail of Happy Memories Wreath © Glittermoon Productions LLC 2013 8This is the bottom half.  That Santa face sends me – he has a great countenance.  Sometimes Santas can have a slightly creepy expression – but not this guy.Detail of Happy Memories Wreath © Glittermoon Productions LLC 2013 4

The left side has, among other things, a reflector with a bubble light on it.  Check out all the great old striped Shiny Brites, too.

Detail of Happy Memories Wreath © Glittermoon Productions LLC 2013 1The right side is not lacking either.  The little round silver ball with the swirls of blue makes me think of peppermint candy.  Those are icicles sticking out from behind the elf’s head.  The striped spiky teardrop ornament is fun, too.Detail of Happy Memories Wreath © Glittermoon Productions LLC 2013 2A closer look.  I wonder if elfie wants to bang the drum?

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And here’s a closer look at the other side.  That’s a little blue Jewelbrite with Santa inside to the right of the reflector.  Higher up, I stuck a yellow C7 bulb on just for fun.Detail of Happy Memories Wreath © Glittermoon Productions LLC 2013 3

Hello little fellow.  You look as though you want to tell us something.Detail of Happy Memories Wreath © Glittermoon Productions LLC 2013 6

And with a final peek at Santa, I am going to sign off for now.

Now that September is here, things really crank up for me.  The busy show season is upon us!  So you will have to forgive me if my posts become a bit irregular.  I have been out in Santa’s workshop making stuff like crazy.  I’ll have more to show you soon.  As soon as I get around to photographing them.

Next week, I leave for upstate New York and the Sharon Springs Harvest Festival.  Never heard of Sharon Springs?  Not surprising unless you are fans of the Fabulous Beekman Boys, Josh Kilmer-Purcell and Brent Ridge.  The town’s population is less than 600 folks.  But last year, it swelled to over 8,000 the weekend of the Harvest Festival!  It was a grand time and if you are interested, read my post about the wonderful experience I had.  You can also check out this link which will take you directly to the Beekman 1802 website for all the details about Harvest Fest.

Perhaps I will see you there.  I hope so!

“Happy Memories” measures about 17″ in diameter (excluding the garland dripping off it) and comes with a nice storage bag to keep it safe.  $225