The Little Cottage Garden at Sidetracked Vintage

Here we are; it’s Monday again!  Over the weekend I took some photos of the garden at Sidetracked, my little shop.  It was a pretty, sunny day, even if a bit windy and chilly.  The garden at Sidetracked is so sweet.  I love it.  It has a bit of the personality of my old “Wild Little Garden” at the old house where I raised my children.  I know some day I will have to let this garden at Sidetracked go as well, because towns are always changing, real estate is bought and sold, and places grow, sometimes leaving no room for old shops.  In the meantime, however, I have LOVED having a shop of my own and learning how to manage inventory, take care of taxes, and purchase items for sale.

Truly a garden “bed.”
Nice glass piece that had a crack, so it adds sparkle to the garden.
Old tin box with mint (which is pretty much asleep right now).
Chipped vintage rooster guards the rosemary.
Ahhh, I see a hint of purple! Grape hyacinth.

In feline news, Vlad let us know recently that he has been running a limo service on the side of what he normally does, which is run the apartment.  Actually, he didn’t even let us know!  We saw this ad in a local magazine.

Mars, on the other hand, has a photography studio. The Meowfia is so powerful around here. The kitties are constantly sending messages to and fro, and they rarely let us humans in on what is going on outside of our own little world.

Even here, I am sure there are LOTS of messages being passed back and forth right in front of our ignorant eyes. But it will all come out at some point when we least expect it.

MILF: Mature Intelligent Likable Female.

That last photo! Oh my! Jason is constantly doing artsy things with photos and videos, and I never know when I will show up in something that ends up in my text message feed. I love it. He has written a song about MILFs that is just awesome! In fact, I would like to remind him to play it sometime.

This has been a nice blogging break, but time moves on. I have to go to the post office today during lunch (among other things). My work day is not done yet, and there is more guitar practice ahead. (Hopefully!) Each day is full of hope and joy and wonder, and I am so thankful for that, in every way.

Enjoy this day!

Lynn

A Bit of Vintage and Some Weekend Fun: Oyster Bake

Oh, Happy Monday! Right? And Happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day! My favorite MLK quote:

If you can’t fly then run, if you can’t run then walk, if you can’t walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.

Over the weekend, Jason and I were invited to an oyster bake.  What a fun and delicious time!  It was actually a little get-together to celebrate the life of Pouncy, the beloved neighborhood cat who recently had to be put down.   The neighborhood is full of cat and dog lovers.  As fate would have it, the owners of Pouncy were traveling during Pouncy’s acute flare which led to him being put down.  Several neighbors had been watching out for Pouncy during the owners’ time away, and they all came together to get Pouncy to the vet and take care of a sad situation.  That was the main reason for the celebration: so many had loved and cared for Pouncy.

I love the way this photo captures the darkness beyond the firelight and people shucking oysters by the light of an iPhone.  They were so good!  Shuck one, pour the contents into your mouth, repeat.  I am not a big oyster fan, generally speaking, but these were amazing.  You could taste the salt water!  And I guess just being outside and taking them right out of the coals.  Just awesome.

I also found some very nice vintage items over the weekend. One is an old tablecloth. Even though it had a couple of stains, I washed it and placed it folded across a tall storage cabinet. The bright flowers are staring at me when I look up from my desk.

I also found four amazing lamps! A couple of them need cleaning and harps, and they all need shades. A couple will probably go into the shop, but a couple will come home with me!

Well, Mars has a new album.
Amelia and Mars cozy up.
Gravel-punctured tire. Really?

I went into the weekend pretty tired but it all ended up being okay. After all the snow and ice finally melted, I went out to run some errands and had a flat tire. What are the chances of running over a piece of gravel that perfectly wedges in the tread and punctures the tire? And, wouldn’t you know? I had just purchased four new Dunlop tires for the Element five weeks ago. I had to drive on a spare for a day while they ordered a new one, and I got a good discount since it was so new. I had originally refused the roadside hazard warranty at 20 dollars a tire!  Maybe I should get it next time?

Enjoy this day!

Lynn