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Imagine you have just stepped into an old tobacco barn now housing the most interesting and charming bits of history.....because once upon of time you could have....but duty calls!
Spotting a treasure on a table at the flea market or stuffed in a box at an estate sale can make my heart skip a beat! My idea of a treasure may be very different from yours. Rusty metal, salvaged wood, chipped paint, worn leather, and well loved linens are just some of the treasures that catch my eye. Giving these things a chance to be loved again is a simple pleasure I enjoy. Spending a Saturday morning with my Sailor (and any kids willing to tag along) strolling through a variety of wares is my idea of a perfect day (a steaming cup of coffee in hand, of course....unless it is the dog days of summer then freshly squeezed lemonade, please).

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  • Born on June 18
  • Joined February 29, 2012

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Natural, organic, salvaged, cotton, wood, wicker, linen, pottery, paper, galvanized, industrial, zinc

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About

Welcome!
Imagine you have just stepped into an old tobacco barn now housing the most interesting and charming bits of history.....because once upon of time you could have....but duty calls!
Spotting a treasure on a table at the flea market or stuffed in a box at an estate sale can make my heart skip a beat! My idea of a treasure may be very different from yours. Rusty metal, salvaged wood, chipped paint, worn leather, and well loved linens are just some of the treasures that catch my eye. Giving these things a chance to be loved again is a simple pleasure I enjoy. Spending a Saturday morning with my Sailor (and any kids willing to tag along) strolling through a variety of wares is my idea of a perfect day (a steaming cup of coffee in hand, of course....unless it is the dog days of summer then freshly squeezed lemonade, please).

I have been enamored by antiques, primitives, and vintage loveliness since I was just a girl. Many years ago my groom found out just what he was in for when instead of a sunny tropical island, I suggested we honeymoon in historic Williamsburg, Virginia. We came home with receipts for a wardrobe, a dresser, a writing table and plans to come back the following weekend with a truck to haul it back to our first home.

Although he joined the Navy and expected to see the world, we were stationed right at home, the Eastern shores of North Carolina. He quickly found out his bride had a love and appreciation for handmade natural goods. Not to mention an entrepreneurial spirit out of control! Many miles from home, I spotted a gentleman with an old Ford pick up piled high with handmade willow furniture. After a Goldilocks style trial and a chat with the driver, I became the proud new owner of a load of willow furniture. I wasn't even sure there was a market for it, I just knew I loved it!

Not long after that he stood by me as we became the proud owners of a charming little building, an old tobacco barn that had a second life as a general store. It had been rescued and was sitting in the backyard of a home in a nearby farming community. The minute I walked in and saw it, I envisioned a wonderful shop full of primitive, vintage, and handmade goodies. This truly beautiful piece of history was bought and paid for (thanks for the loan, Mom! ) before we had a plan on how or where it was going to be moved, and it HAD to be moved. Shortly after the purchase, there WAS a move in our future...ours. The Navy decided it was time WE moved....clear across America to the beautiful western shores of San Diego, California.

I followed my Sailor across the country and back picking up treasures from the sunny coast of Southern California, the Gulf shores of Pensacola, Florida, back to San Diego, and even ventured inland to Southern California's wine country, Temecula. Many treasures were found during these years. Although our Saturdays were consumed with kids playing soccer and lacrosse, we managed to find the areas to treasure hunt. Estate sales, yard sales, Koby's (we miss you!), and now the Raleigh flea market have all been honored with the red X, marking the spot worthy of finding buried treasures.

The summer of 2011 was the first move we made ourselves. Following what seemed to be the hottest, most humid July move-in day, our son felt compelled to ask, "Just how many baskets does one woman need?" I realized that maybe it was time to pass along some of these special bits of history, these treasures that have given me such pleasure over the years.

They are going to be offered for sale here, passed on to you, if you want them. You will still find me out strolling along the aisles at the flea market or answering the call to support the churches at their annual tag sale. Feel free to let me know what treasures you have been hunting for and I will let you know if I spot them sitting on a table or buried in a box!

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