I'm No Tablescaper

So, I'm no tablescaper,

(is that a word? I don't think so!)

but I wanted to pull together SOMETHING.

These are some of the somethings 

that I found yesterday.

OH MY GOODNESS!

I was jumping up and down and shoutin'

to the top of my lungs

on the inside, when I spotted this

pitcher for, get this---

$7!!!

It is "PITCHER" perfect!

As you can tell, 

it is HUGE!

Well, huge compared 

to a most of my pretties!

I stole borrowed these 

from a neighbors tree-

God forgive me, 

the church's tree.

Shhhhhhhh,  

Well, it's really God's tree, 

right???

I got the IRONSTONE

FOR $1 a PIECE 

from the local flea market.

It's marked Homer Laughlin

made in the USA.

I can't get enough.

The pitcher came from MiMi T's.

Look at that handle.

MiMi T's is one of the places in Warrenton 

that Distressed Donna Down Under

and 

Olive Out

visited yesterday.

Isn't the spout pretty!

I love the setting atop my mama's quilt.

Love the glass drinking jars

with a handle.

Oh, I remember when there

was nothing better than 

a glass of ice cold sweet tea

out of a canning jar or

a peanut butter jar.

And nothing like a hot cup of coffee

out of a heavy ironstone mug.

This is my teeny, tiny dining area.

I wish I had a kitchen large enough

for a farm table, but

my small, 1000 sq. ft.

has been home for 27 years.

It was big enough to raise our children in.

We shared fights and fun

around the table.

We made financial mistakes that 

kept us here,but

my children call it home.

We'll add a kids' table when

the grandkids grow out of the 

highchairs.

And then we'll probably sell

and move to Nashville:)

Home is where the heart is anyway, 

RIGHT?

My children and my heart

live in Nashville.

MORE TO COME, 

Bonnie:)