We traveled to an Antique Show at the MN state fairgrounds
in St. Paul on Saturday. Rather than "buy to sell", this was more
of a "buy to keep" show. It was fun to see what the 100 vendors
brought to this show...and to circle around several times, ending
up time & again at the same booths.
As we had a couple block walk on a brisk winter day, I had a
plan to buy what would fit in my shoulder bag, with no extra
trips back to the car. My finds above show that I remained on
task. However...we did buy a 5 foot white bench too! ❤️
I purchased two ziplock bags of antique lace for $5 a bag.
It is beautiful, and something I often use or display.
I added two pair of hand knit mittens, picturing these as part
of a new winter collection. They are vintage and in lovely
I never pass by a reasonable Steiff or a sweet handmade bunny.
Children's toys are always on my wish list...the more loved,
This sweet santa and family of chickens had to come home
And finally, this wee old pot jumped into my bag for $4.00.
With a very unusual maker's mark, it will be fun to research.
My mom gave me this, her wedding band. It has been home on my right hand for over 20 years. I love the detail, the modern choice of this independent woman from years ago. She had tucked it away in the jewelry box I often organized for her after she & my dad divorced. I have loved it always, and had it fitted to wear when my mom passed on. It has traveled with me from year to year, a reminder of the love that was a part of the choice. It has been there when my hand has tended to the rebirth of this old farm - painting, pulling weeds and giving a goat a tussle on the head. It has been there to encourage my Ian onward - applauding his hockey & soccer days, waving him on to Washington, sneaking a ring box to him on the Memorial Union Terrace as he prepared to ask his Emma for her "ever after". It has been there through hard times - holding my sister's hand this past November as I talked with her in her final hour, pushing back & holding firm through life's waves. And it has been there through joy - lifting up a brand new kitten born in our barn, readying a hayloft for a wedding, reaching out to my Dave at one more flea market or antique trip. Round & Round & Round.
Four tins of pictures...a mix of life. From dinosaurs in the Dakotas to
our first & only dog - Silver Coin to an untidy row of aunts & uncles
staring at the camera. And the Easter pictures, rare to find one with me
in it (as below with my mom's hands on my shoulders). Even then, I
objected to scratchy dresses & floral hats...and was often in tears just
out of camera range.
But my sisters, always smiling at the camera. My sweet Lori & big
sis, Randi....in every picture, smiling at the camera. From their front
row as little Wind girls, to their long hair days in the 1970s...
every photo I pulled from those tins showed my strong, capable sisters
looking life right in the eye and winking.
So, I end 2018 with a rare Kari sighting & a smile & a wink.
I thank my Randi for bringing us back together again on Saturday.
And to my Lori, of course, you will always live on in my heart.