White Wednesday, Baa Baa "White" Sheep

As you might have noticed...I love sheep. They have wandered into several of my posts. I have a few collections, but I think my sheep are my favorite...and this is my inspiration.

My Dining Room buffet is the place where many in the herd are located.

I love this sweet little face.

Shhh...don't tell him...he's not white!

Butter dish in the curio cabinet.

Russian ram, found on Ebay.

Reproduction Staffordshire shepherdess and lamb

paper mache lamb, originally a Christmas nativity piece.

Mom and baby, a gift for Mother's Day

trinket box on brown transferware under cloche.

cast iron lamb

William Bouguereau, Madonna print, in old frame

Next week I'll introduce you to the rest.

Thank you Kathleen.

Visit Faded Charm for other White Wednesday wonders.

Enjoy the wonders of white today!

I am also participating in another party today,

"Feathered Friends" at Shabby Chic Cottage. You will see it as the previous post.

Debra

Feathered Friends Party

I just found out about this great little get-together of Bird Lovers, so I wanted to join the party.

I'm doing two posts today, one for this with the Shabby Chic Cottage, and my regular party with White Wednesday. So I grabbed a few images of bird cages, nests and birds...last minute I'm afraid, but I didn't want to miss the party.

Sunroom antique birdcage with nest, eggs, and vintage goldfinch figurine.

Vintage bird prints

Outdoor green birdcage on my deck with church birdhouse

white " cardinal" figurine under cloche



Doves in nest under cloche


Hope to see other Feathered Friends today. Have Fun!
Debra

What I Rescued this Weekend, Monday

First of all, I can't believe I'm showing my garage to Blogland. I try to keep it off limits. You know you're special when you get to see THE GARAGE. So, consider yourselves special.

I found this desk/library table this weekend, and had to have it. Can you see the potential? All my husband did was look at me with the "you've got to be kidding" look on his face. He knows I sometimes get in over-my-head with a project. And the garage is filling back up, so my space is limited to work on things.

It has great lines and detail...and oh, baby, those legs...but sadly it had been setting in someone's workshop, so the finish is absolutely horrific. Globs of paint were splattered on the top, it had a mud dobber's nest underneath, a board was loose on top, and the drawer was missing...but I had to have it!

So home it came.

Secretly my husband didn't think it would fit in the back of my little CRV, but surprise, it miraculously shrank to fit! TeHe!!

I sanded and scrubbed, we put in some brackets to level out the top,

wood glue and wood putty, so we'll see what happens. A white distressed finish of course.

This may be a keeper.

So sad, I know. Years of neglect and ground in filth.

Here are a few other items from our escapades this weekend. A cutglass lamp and some frenchy wall plaques, a toffee tin with dog graphic, frenchy hand mirror, gravy boat, silver candlesticks, and a great etched mirror with a green metal rim.

As I have said, I'm doing a lot of smalls, because I have an Itty Bitty Baby Booth at the moment.

Besides, I love little things.

The little round frames with landscapes are Syroco.

I found this stash of great photos and cabinet cards of women and children.

Their faces intrigue me; who they were, where they lived, who loved them.






A little 60's shabbiness can work if you don't overdose on it!

Set of Italian nesting tables

And this is my favorite find of the day, a metal crucifix. It definitely will stay with me.

The patina is so worn and beautiful.

Hope you had a good weekend, full of fun junk finds.

Go on over to Sassafras Stuff and check on Polly,

to see her junkin' finds for the week.

Debra

A "Little Light" on the Subject

Last summer we moved my in-laws into a retirement complex. Once we got them moved our work just started. We had a lot of work ahead of us to ready their home for sale. Thank goodness it is only about a mile away from our house. My husband and Son-in-Law, Chris, worked for weeks and weeks, every weekend, all summer and into the fall. (I've said "work" three times, and that's what it was: work, work, work!)

There were two chandeliers, one in the entry and one in the dining room that we replaced, as things needed to be updated. I had the small one in mind for the kitchen, but I have a canned spot over the sink that provides much needed task lighting. Finally I nudged my husband enough that he hung it in front of the spot on a plant hook, and I have hidden the cord behind the curtain. Now, I use it when I'm in the mood for "pretty", and I still have my overhead for daily use.

More of that lovely 80's decor... the wonderful scalloped header

...one more, on my "to do" project list.

It's hard to see, but there is a tiny cherub on it.

It really adds some interest above the sink and brightens things up.

Thanks honey!

Have a fun Friday!

Debra

3 Blind Mice

This is a story of 3 stuffed catnip mice, 2 spoiled cats,

and 1 crazy woman who evidently has lost her marbles.

We started with 1 mouse, but it would get lost or batted under the furniture at night which would cause 2 spoiled cats to meow loudly for 1 crazy woman to get up out of bed and retreive the 1 stuffed catnip mouse. After many disturbed nights' sleep the 1 crazy woman went to the store and found 1 more stuffed catnip mouse to satifsfy her 2 spoiled cats. But now 2 stuffed catnip mice would be lost under the furniture and the howling only intensified of the 2 spoiled cats. Now, instead of just crying for the 2 stuffed catnip mice the 2 spoiled cats were digging and pounding on the furniture at night causing not only the 1 crazy woman, but now her husband, who actually works for a living, to lose sleep also. So the 1 crazy woman went back to the store to find yet another stuffed catnip mouse to add to the mayhem.

Guess what, now the mystique has vanished and the 3 stuffed catnip mice are no longer the objects of great desire, so they are left to play happily amongst the chippy white wicker and be lost for days at a time under the bedroom dresser.

The End...sort of.

The picture you didn't see is me in my pajamas with a yardstick, trying to fish these little suckers out from under the bedroom furniture.

If there is a moral to this story I think it would be...

either don't have cats or wear earplugs to bed.

Shutting the bedroom door doesn't work either,

they just cry and throw themselves against it until you let them in.

Oh well, I love 'em.
Debra

P.S. Have I sounded tired and cranky lately????