Category: Trinkets & Treasures

Estate sales, vintage glass, books, coloring, and creative work

  • Somebody packed Annie up for an estate sale. I do not know what her life looked like before that. I do not know who watered her, where she sat, or whether someone once watched for each new leaf and bloom. I only know that, at some point, she became one more thing in a house…

  • The origin of the Sunstone Grove Menagerie I did not set out to build a menagerie. I did not wake up one morning and decide that what my life needed was a growing population of glass animals, pottery creatures, unidentified inherited objects, and the occasional paperweight with an attitude. It happened slowly. One piece caught…

  • brought home another piece of glass. I know. Shocking. This one is a St. Clair paperweight I’ve named Magnum. She is a substantial little world of cobalt-blue flowers arranged around a white center, with clear bubbles caught among the petals. You can look through the side and see flowers overlapping one another. Look down from…

  • Come sit a spell. I love an estate sale. Not just because there might be a fabulous piece of glass sitting unnoticed on a back shelf for eight dollars. Although let’s not pretend that isn’t a factor. I love estate sales because they are essentially archaeology with price tags. You walk through the front door…

  • Have I introduced…?

    Come sit a spell. I have a confession. I name things. Not just pets. That would be normal. I name plants. I name pieces of glass. I name pottery. I name particularly troublesome book projects. Anything that spends enough time in my house is at risk of acquiring both a name and an unnecessarily detailed…