Mary, Mary, quite contrary..........

...................how does your garden grow?

Yesterday afternoon I walked out on to the deck where daffodils are now popping up in containers..........................

...................over to the potting shed where the five leafed Akebia is sprouting and even has a few tiny purple bell flowers in bloom. I love this climber.

More daffodils pushing up through the mulch of oak leaves, golden buds bursting open.

These are King Alfred - huge blooms on strong stems.

This is a favorite ~ Ice Follies, pale and frothy like an ice skater's dress! A butterfly bush growing rapidly by the back fence.


This dainty blossom on a bush which is getting very large, fills an entire corner now ~ not sure of the name, it was a pass-along from a neighbor. Please can anyone tell me what it is ?

..................and this which is actually my current painting project! A perfect day to be outside armed with Heritage White spray paint. I'm almost ashamed to tell you how long I've taken to finish this piece. It is a sewing machine cabinet inherited from a dear friend five years ago! I've always intended to make it my bedside table. A yucky brown, I first painted it green about three years ago, but then.................well I decided to change my bedroom colors so it wasn't right. It's been stuck in the potting shed until yesterday when I carried it outside, washed it down, and took aim with the spray cans. It took three coats and looks quite good. I'll distress and wax it with BriWax once the paint has cured. Instead of replacing the metal decorative handle on the front I plan to add a resin applique such as a swag of roses, painted and distressed to make it look old and shabby. Maybe then, at long last, it will come inside and be put to good use.

Spring in my step

pring has come to

North Carolina!

I hope all snowbound friends will soon have scenery such as this in their neighborhoods.
~~~~~ Sending Spring your way ~~~~~

Thatched Cottages and China (Part II)

Have you noticed how old thatched cottages seem to wink at you? Their romantic roofs have curves and eyebrows that tease and draw you close, making you want so much to be invited inside. You know there will be low ceilings, broad window sills for your vase of Spring flowers and your cat, large hearths with wood piled around ready to feed the welcoming fire, doors where you must duck your head, a narrow staircase and uneven floors. The warmth of a special home will surround you ~ that's just the way a cottage is.

So, needless to say when the call came ~ "didn't you say you were interested in motto ware with cottages and words" ~ I was all ears! Susie, at SuzAnna's Antiques, said there was a man with lots of Torquay motto ware standing in front of her at the shop and would I talk to him. Long story short ~ Sunday morning I sat surrounded by motto ware trying to decide which pieces I wanted and could afford! I'm not planning to start a collection but am going to enjoy these few pieces I will use. The seller was most generous as he wanted me to have something reminding me of home.............his prices were below what I saw on the Internet, plus he gave me a 50% discount which was wonderful.

These are the six pieces I purchased, all in excellent condition, all with cottages. Because the mottos are in regular English, not the Devonian dialect, I imagine them to be pieces from the early 1900's, and all came from two of the Torquay potteries.

The large jug is my favorite, the motto being "Say Not Always What You Know But Always Know What You Say". The egg cups, "New Laid" and "Laid Today", for our soft boiled eggs, are so cute with attached heavy bottoms so will not tip over. The sugar bowl "Say Little But Think Much" and creamer "Fairest Gems Lie Deep" will be used at teatime, and the handled mug "Heaven Send Thee Many Happy Days" is already holding daffodils on my narrow kitchen window sill.

And so, from beautiful Devon, England via Canada, Minnesota, New York and then here to North Carolina (and sold by a gentleman from Honolulu), came these little treasures to remind me of home.

These two cottages were in an East Devon village - one of many I passed through last October. Now if only I could get my roof thatched..............................well we all have to have a dream, right?

Wink, wink!

(Please scroll back to my previous post to see Part I)

China is Home! (Part I)

Of course you know I'm not from China. I do however get excited when I see china and ironstone, those lovely dishes, jugs and tureens, made in the midlands of England - the area known for Wedgwood, Mason's, Royal Doulton, Royal Albert and many other famous companies of 'The Potteries' around Stoke-on-Trent in Staffordshire.

However, down in Devon, my home, there were also many potteries started around 1867 which lasted until the 1960's when, sadly, most closed for economic reasons. They were not famous for expensive bone china dinner services, or elegant decorative pieces, but they were kept busy using the area's red earth, terra cotta clay. They fashioned, by hand, everyday dishes used by farmers' wives in their thatched farmhouse cottages, and just ordinary country folk who needed inexpensive 'china' with a bit of primitive decoration. All artwork - illustrations of cottages, roosters, flowers etc., and the written quaint rhymes and proverbs, the 'mottos', were all done by hand, so nothing actually matches, each therefore becoming a piece of now collectible 'art pottery'. This pottery was named 'Devon Motto Ware' and several of the most famous potteries including Watcombe, Aller Vale and St. Marychurch, were just a few minutes drive from my home in Torquay.

Following WWII, when tourists started returning to Torquay, always known as 'Queen of the English Riviera', and the other South Devon seaside resorts, the potteries focused on providing motto ware as souvenirs to take home to London and the Northern counties. The mottos themselves began showing up written in the Devonshire dialect, and as holidaymakers wanted cheap, but pleasing small items to remind them of beautiful Devon, they found them perfect. As a child we would never have considered buying this type of china - it was considered cheap and a bit tacky, and just for 'the visitors' to our lovely town! Now however the pieces remaining are collectibles and reaching unbelievable prices. A lot seemed to go to Canada and has gradually made it's way south into the USA.

................and you say, why is she telling us about more 'china' when we're already collecting transferware, Old Country Roses, original dark blue Wedgwood, and Green Torquay etc. Well this weekend, when I didn't go looking for any china, I received a phone call and got all excited and homesick! If I've piqued your interest and you come back here tomorrow, I'll show you why.........................................

..............meanwhile, enjoy Spring viewing these Devon thatched cottages located in a little village called Cockington, just a 15 minute picturesque country walk from my childhood home.

Writing a Six Word Memoir

My sweet friend Pat at Back Porch Musings has tagged me to write a 'six word memoir' after she was tagged by kj .

I'm sharing a little bit of France through the ages ~ well not quite ancient history, but in my personal life it's history and I call it old! You know how your kids love to question you about "the olden days" and what you did back then...................well kids, here we were having fun in Paris, when I was a back-combed blonde and your dad had a bit more hair! Note, tourists 'dressed up' in those days. I made my two-piece knit suit, and know I was wearing heels, very high heels.............and carrying a stylish patent leather handbag with chain handles. And my goodness, dh is actually wearing a suit and what must have been the skinny tie style of the sixties! No sloppy jeans and tennis shoes for us.................or anyone else in Paris in those days!

Hope you laugh over this photo. You'd better because you don't know how long it took me to find it in the attic this morning, and get it unstuck from the old album with black paper pages!

I've returned to Paris between these two photos, it is the most beautiful city and one I could visit over and over again. I like this photo of us taken by our granddaughter on the top of the Arc de Triomphe - she managed to catch a glimpse of the Eiffel Tower in the background (the metal posts are part of the safety barrier now around the top of the arch). It was hotter than Hades that June day and I was wearing tourist clothes - crop pants, flip flops, a tee shirt and a backpack ~ and thank goodness Bob didn't bother to pack a suit.

Yes, life throws a lot of curves at us......and here's my six word memoir

What goes around ~ comes around, again.

I am supposed to tag 5 blog friends. The rules are:

1. Write your own six (6) word memoir.

2. Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration, if you like.

3. Link to the person that tagged you in your post and to the original post if possible, so we can track it as it travels through the blogosphere.

4. Tag five more blogs with links.

5. Remember to leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play.

I tag - Heidi Julie Mandy Deb and anyone else who wants to join in!

Tops and Bottoms!

I found this little chest at SuzAnna's, with Linda's help of course. Those great gals allowed me to cart it home to see if it worked ~ it certainly did! With an interior shelf and divided into four cubbies for storage, it's the final piece I'm adding to the guest room. This useful chest stands beneath the mirror, a perfect fit..........tailor made for the space.

The paint finish requires no additional work which is great. Managed to find a key which fits the lock ~ must have something from which to dangle a tassel.

I brought this really old ~ weighs a ton ~ iron urn from the front porch, added the woven sea grass balls which had been in another urn on the dining room table, and placed all upon this frothy lace doily made by my cousin Sue in England. Love how these hard and soft textures all work together.

You know how plans change - well this is one of them. This very dark chocolate velvet fabric (which I really thought was black when I purchased it ~ shop lighting can be deceiving ~ but chocolate works better here, and of course we know how good it is for our health!!!), with great French style, was for the other chair. However, I decided to stay with the original choice for the white painted chair (show you that later). Instead I used this lovely fabric to make a squishy little cushion for the antique chair. Couldn't find a round pillow form so had a round of foam cut and covered it with poly batting to make it softer. To keep it looking informal I made the ties from old cotton tape which I aged by dipping in strong coffee.

Sitting comfortably at the desk now.

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Golden Surprise!

Last evening I went to Trader Joe's for a fresh baguette, goat milk brie, Greek yogurt and a few other food items I crave from that particular store. Inside the door, among the flower display, was a bucket of golden daffodils, mostly still in bud, and just $1.39 a bunch. I grabbed two bunches knowing I could add them to the ones picked from my own garden and fill a creamware jug. On reading the tag in the car - dh was driving - I screeched loudly proclaiming the origin of these lovely fresh flowers................they came from 'across the pond', from England, from HOME!!!! How amazing. I am now enjoying a breathe of English Spring right here in my North Carolina kitchen.

Life is good!