Before Four

Thought I would post in before the Fourth. After the fourth there will all those posts about idyllic family gatherings. Swaths of vintage fabric, buckets of lemonade with fresh raspberries floating away, drips of ice cream, children twirling and sparklers swirling. Me, not so much. Family times are always challenging. There is always room for improvement and I hardly relax. But I will be at my favorite lake with my favorite family members. I will look at this garden and do some editing.

I will be invited to these chairs in the sun.

I will follow this path...

To this dog.

And all will be well. Ahoy and happy holiday....

Magpie ya'll

I have certainly been at the antiquing pretty hard. I did not show you anything from last month because I was doing the eBay thing and was waiting to show you a little retro cowboy design project I have going. This June I located a few things locally and thought I'd show you.

In my constant fervor for all things child size, I found this table and chairs for the little buckaroos. Wow, I just said that didn't I?

A bushel of blocks for the youngin's. Oh make me stop.

You will just have to trust me on this one. It will be just darling.

I have a very large collection of these Oklahoma souvenir plates. Very large. However, I didn't have this blue hue...

I buy a bunch of things that say Oklahoma. This is from the Hollywood Shoppe in Elk City and had to have been THE place for all things stylish. This little gal kept her blue/brown felt hat in this according to the pencil mark on this box. Ooooo! I can just imagine what a number that must have been.

Regarding the retro kitchen, I have always wanted a butter churn. What a romantic notion, churning your own butter from real fresh cream. No trans fats or hydrogenation. Just cream. These are always so pricey, but this one wasn't too bad, is red and the paddle turns smoothly.

Speaking of retro kitchen! Look!

Eeeeeeek!

And a baby bed for my dollies...

I'll have to show you the western project. Someday. It's awful cute, ya'll.

Daddy

Well, I stopped buying father's day cards 11 years ago. I do always think about him when I see that section at stores. I always think "Happy Father's Day, Daddy." Now that I have this blog, I can express it in this form.

My father had a very difficult childhood. Curly on the left is my daddy. It is the only picture of him as a child I know of. They just didn't record every event, moment and thought like we do now. Even though there is only one picture to document the existence of his entire childhood, I have the honor of sharing it here.

He adored me and never stopped baby-talking to me. He was so sweet to me. I can feel so deeply sorry for not having him that I certainly forget to feel grateful for getting him in the first place. Happy Father's Day Daddy...