It has been our habit for a few years now, meeting for coffee and then meandering through our local bi-annual swap meet fundraiser for the Laws Railroad Museum. Once on awhile one of us will miss it and I don't know how it is for KA, but for me, it just isn't as much fun. I still go, but I miss the coffee and the conversation and the looking at stuff together. Yesterday I was in and out of that place in two hours - very focused and scanning the booths instead of really going in and investigating. I found a couple of good take-homes but I hope the next time it rolls around we're back to coffee and shopping together. It's really just a good excuse to make a morning of it.
I know, I KNOW! I know I just bought those Mason jars last weekend for our wedding, but I couldn't pass this one up. Only $3 and this lovely blue. And I passed on, but probably should've bought, a large, blue glass insulator. It was on the first row, though, and truthfully, I didn't want to haul it around. It was heavy and it was ten bucks. So I just walked away.
Not a lot of cowgirl stuff or horse tack this year and I was thinking how a cowgirl, western focused booth / shop would do well around here. Especially if it had an online presence as well. I was on the same circuit and pace as another couple of women and I could tell that one of them had similar taste as me - our eyes would light upon the same merchandise and she was spending... she could have been my best customer in my imaginary shop. This has been an idea floating around for awhile now and while I don't think I'll ever open a storefront I could see on online store and also a corner of the resort store - Cowgirl Corner. An eclectic mixture of things that no self-respecting cowgirl would want to pass up.
These were too blue to pass up. I'm not sure what I'll do with them but it will probably involve working them into another piece. They are just very pretty and I love that shade of blue. Like ice, like snow, like the sky, like a mountain bluebird.
And a frame - I thought I found the perfect frame for our thrift store, Andrew Wyeth inspired painting. Alas, I got it home and it is just a little bit too big.
I've got it in the frame and on the wall but you can see the gap at the top and I am racking my brain for how to fill that gap.... any ideas out there? A thin piece of wood? Top or bottom? Or just keep looking? I do like that I have the painting on the wall now.
I seem to be noticing trailers more these days, and it could be because we had a Holiday Rambler parked on our front lawn all winter, but I am loving what people are doing with vintage trailers now. All kinds of repurposing going on.
This is a vendor's trailer and they not only have the cute trailer but they have a vintage ice chest and other period accessories set up outside and they have developed catchy names for their products. I bought a $5 lemonade from them just cause they were so darn cute and I want them to make it. And the lemonade was actually very good and quite large. Lasted me most of the day. I felt so American nursing a 32 oz. drink. The Magpie Cafe could have morphed into something like this - nothing like hindsight to make one a wealthy and wise business person! These ladies will be at Mule Days as well and I'll probably buy another $5 lemonade from them... and I hope their business makes it.
Another idea I'm stealing immediately is captured on a very blurry iphone photo I took off of Smokin's back that I won't torture you with here (I'll try to get back and take a decent photo) but will translate very well to the resort. Paint the employee trailers. We passed by the back of a row of houses on our ride two nights ago and in one of them was a trailer repurposed into a guest house. It was a smallish older trailer, like a Prowler - not an Airstream (which, of course, needs no introduction or changes beyond restoration), and the owner had painted it a medium green with a darker green stripe going around the middle. He or she had built a wooden deck around it and had two old motel chairs sitting out front. Adorable.
I've been racking my brain about how to fix up our collection of employee housing trailers up at the resort and this is it. Small decks, gallons of paint. Gut them and lay the flooring that we used in the HR. Cute cute cute. Can't wait to get up there and get busy.
And this morning I'm going back up to our walking meadow with my Canon to take photos of the wild iris in bloom. I went nuts with the iphone camera yesterday but the quality of those photos doesn't do it justice and the light was from the west - I think a morning light on all those Blue Flag iris with the snow-capped Sierra in the background will be lovely. Just to show you what I mean, though.....
And not only iris, but blue-eyed grass, wild roses, flowers I don't know the names of... the meadow is exploding into bloom.