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daily parcels * tied up in string *

daily musings of a vintage addict * I am totally obsessed with all things vintage * trying to keep up with my past...and sometimes ordinary everyday life

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Location: Katoomba, NSW, Australia

here I am in a little cottage that evokes the energies of my ancestral lands - a cottage on the moors of Cornwall, or on the cliff tops of Ireland or Scotland. It has a hearth. I am a hedge witch {of sorts}. I wear upcycled clothes, patchouli oil and Redback boots. I am a gypsy; an eccentric and a mystic [I often live with a foot in two worlds]. I serve my guests, tea from an old silver teapot. I love Vervain, yarrow, chamomile & mint. Star watcher and Moon gazer. story cloth weaver. keeper of family dreams and wishes. good friend and creator of life. herbal tea drinker and potion maker.

Plan ahead and dream of all the beautiful things that life has to offer

June 09, 2005

housekeeping ~ June 9

a few weeks ago I went fossicking in a favourite junk shop ~ two floors of stuff * no order * here and there and all over the place... I bought some vintage fabric and went home. Later that day I returned with my daughter to look for a vintage formal dress for her end of year school formal. While she was looking, I fossicked a bit more and found a gorgeous old cloth, big enough to fit my dining room table. It was made of linen which had been washed alot and loved for a long time ~ it was mended in many places with patches and stitches. Along one end there is a gorgeous red cross stitch pattern ~ in the shape of potted trees. I didnt have enough cash on me so I tucked it up behind boxes so that I could come back later. Last week I returned to buy it and to my horror the area had been somewhat tidied. I searched and eventually found it ~ thankfully, as it was something that I felt I just had to have. I went upstairs and to my embarrasment I noticed that the whole room was on video surveillance and the owners had seen all that I had done ! She was completely understanding ~ probably a kindred hoarder and collector and sold me the piece for $5. A bargain !!!!
so today, after I vacuumed and dusted my dining room ~ then polished my table with the lavender and linseed oil...the cloth is proudly displayed on the table.

When I use pieces like this, lovingly creating atmosphere... I am often left to wonder the history of the item...who owned it ? Was it made with love for a new bride to make a home for her husband and family? Some one must have loved this so much to have continued to repair and repair until eventually it was tossed out by a modern miss ~ straight into my life and loving care. so lucky

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