Old books with beaded bookmarkers.
Eighteen century books.
Little details.
A list of things I have found at the brocante. Some I have sold, some I will put on on my site today, and some I will keep… soaking up whatever it is that this brocante bug gives me, and then pass them on.
Terra cuite marriage plaque.
Mr. and Mrs. Napkin Rings.
Heck with the children…
Never used lucky charm buttons. Luck contained.
Seventeen century iron hook, for a well bucket.
French Husband asked, "What are you going to do with that?"
"I don't know, it is beautiful… admire it I guess." I offered.
In my mind I grumped, "Why do you rope down caves? and hang off cliffs like a worm on a fishing hook? We are inspired, get our adrenalin rushes differently. I'll take hooks, and you'll hang from cliffs."
Empty watch cases for someone to whip up creative mix media jewelry.
Collecting these makes me think… how often did they look at the time… did they live the moment, or look to the future?
Where they often late?
Iron bar bells to strengthen wrist muscles.
French candy box to hand out as wedding favors. Those were the days of lovely little treasures … to think it has been passed down and still remains… Where is the couple that offered this to their guests?
Turn of the century wall paper samples.
Oh how I loved doing wall paper collages…. I have one yet to finish…
Did the person years ago who bought these have a hard time deciding which color to use?
Did her ladder break causing her reflection?
Eighteen century hand made candy box. With a gift from a Rhonda, a blog reader of mine. It was too pretty to open. So I am admiring the package and will open tomorrow.
French petanque balls, plus a canvas top folding fishing stool.
A religious tin medal on a blue silk ribbon.
Pinned on a baby's night shirt.
Symbolic blessings.
Silver salt spoon.
A tiny bit of salt.
I think I have the brocante bug because of the photo opts they offer.
I never look at fashion magazines … old things speak style to me.
What magazines are you drawn to?
At the brocant religious objects draw me in. I think I should trade our house for a church. Our house has a churchy look to it anyway… When I start buying kneelers I'll know I have gone to far.
French Husband said, "You do wear a great deal of black."
I laughed, "Its a habit."
And wine glasses, not chalices… if they were easier to find and less expensive I would buy them instead.
Is that sacrilegious of me?
I believe God gets me… gee why would he give me these brocante bug anyway?
French iron outdoor shutter tie backs.
I know what you are thinking… "What can you do with those?"
Tie back shutters.
Today on my Tongue in Cheek Antique's I will have a gazillion of linens for sale.
Brocante romance.
Fluttering my heart.
Bugging my brother.
Old single page letters that were folded into envelopes and mailed;
Brocante-Religious-Paper-Love….
Large canvas backed maps.
I thought about wall papering these sort of things too….. but often they are too big to copy, and I would never use originals as wall paper… well I try not to use originals as wall paper.
French nineteen century cannisters without lids.
How many of us would have kept cannisters if the lids were lost or broken?
My latest passion is to find an oversized canvas backdrop.
"Where will you hang it?" The Man of Mine asked flinging his arms as if to say, "The walls are full!"
I simply pointed up to the ceiling, "Heaven knows."
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