Tiny Texas House

I've decided to liven up the blog for myself and my two readers (thanks Abby and Todd)  by posting interesting things NOT about myself.  But I suppose because they are my interests, they do say quite a bit about me.

I can't stop thinking about these little houses built by Brad Kittel of Discovery Architectural Antiques in Gonzales, Texas.  I  can't decide which one I like best, they are a perfect combination of so many of my loves...miniatures, reclamation and things on stilts.  I liked to source ideas and materials at a store here called Vermont Salvage but the location closed.  I'll have to take a trip to the original store in White River Junction, Vermont before the weather gets worse.  I wonder where all the architectural salvage from the area goes now.

Yard Sale, Part VI

Today I had my sixth yard sale of the year.  The first three were in Tempe and the last three took place over the last three weekends here in NH.  Between sorting out and packing everything for the move and the calamity in our basement it's been pretty ugly.  I must have been in denial because after unloading all this junk it seems like we have more stuff than ever. Last weekend we rewarded ourselves with breakfast at Parker's Maple Sugar Barn.  As much as I love stuff, I've decided that food is really an ideal thing to spend money on, loads of enjoyment and you're not left with anything to sell at some yard sale five years from now.  This week we were rewarded with the rediscovery of Great-aunt Rita's ceramic jack-o-lantern just in time for Halloween.  Apparently crafting runs in the family.

Ouch

I can't believe I've been absent from this blog since May.  So many things have changed.  I've given up red rock, cacti and sun dresses for granite, fall foliage and boots.   Life in New Hampshire sure isn't life in Arizona.  To help smooth out the transition,  Abigael and I drove my poor car through New Mexico, Texas, Oklahoma, Arkansas, Tennessee, Virginia, Maryland, Delaware, Pennsylvania, New York, Connecticut, Massachusetts over four days in mid September.  It was good preparation for our future travels as little old spinster sisters and well worth the hassle and the gas because I finally got to satisfy my long-smoldering desire to visit Graceland.  Phenomenal.