Harper's Dreamland

Yeah, I'm still stuck in Babyland-

mentally, that is.

 

 

The nursery is now complete.

I thought I'd share Harper's dreamland.

 

 

Harper's daddy did an awesome job of getting the room ready in time for her arrival home.

The frames in the wall collage and the changing table

were painted with Southern Honey Chawk Paint.

 

A pencil art of the sea, a framed photo

of the fortune cookie that read, "It's a Girl,"

and a mirror reflecting the bed make up the collage.

 

 

The "H" was made by my daughter in law

and used at Christy's baby shower.

 

A photo of Harper will go in the other aqua frame.

 

 

This is my favorite wall because the shelves are lined with books.

When Harper's mom was just a tiny tot, I could read 20 books

at a time and she never wanted me to stop.

She was saying nursery rhymes by the time she was 18 months old.

 

 

The room's color and theme was actually inspired

by the wall hanging of the cranes.

The art is hand made and was purchased from a vendor at

the Nashville Flea Market.

 

 

Another framed print of her name hangs over the crib.

 

 

Aunt Tina had the rabbit made especially for Harper's room.

 

 

 

All these pretties, but guess who's the prettiest of them all.

 

 

 No, not you, Charlie. (He wanted to dress up too!)

I must say he IS cute, jealous yet protective.

He has a verocious growl when strangers come near.

He will probably be her best friend.

 

Thanks for visiting. 

Hope you'll return again soon.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



Swap=Freebie

I did a little pickin' this morning. 

I swapped out a coat rack from my booth

for this chair from another vendor.

I love the burlap seat covering.

Dollar for dollar.

I call this free!

A swap=a freebie.

Agree?

Happy Saturday, 

Bonnie:)

Pink, pretty please?

Christy said, 

"We don't do pink."

"WHAT?!!!!!!"

"Well, some pink, I guess

maybe an outfit or two."

You know me, a lover of all things white and PINK!

How can she say, "No Pink?"

She says, "Neutrals."

"With a pop of pink, right?"

I was so excited to find this rare piece of pink milkglass or "shell."
I found it in Juliette, GA last Saturday.
It was $12.
LOVE, LOVE, LOVE IT!

She says, "With a pop of coral or aqua."

Okay, okay.

Coral is in the pink family, right???

She showed me some of their ideas from Pinterest.

with a little less aqua and coral 

and more neutrals.

Okay, I can see this,

or this.

Oh, yeah. I'm seeing it.  I'm getting it.

But can I exchange the white bear with a pink one?

I Dream in White and Pink, 

Bonnie:)

Which colors do you prefer?

The Whistle Stop Cafe

Mr. H says, "We're taking a day trip anywhere you want to go."

I chose Juliette, GA, 

a tiny little railroad town, 

home of the Whistle Stop Cafe

in the movie, Fried Green Tomatoes. 

Honestly, a mere stop in the road,

this is what we first saw when we first turned the corner.

Please don't tell anyone you saw this in GA.

Not everyone is "White Trash," as portrayed on 

The Jerry Springer Show.

There was not a parking spot to be found on the pig-path road 

leading to the Whistle Stop.

I snapped this picture as we crossed over the small bridge.

I have to say, a railroad town is close to my heart. 

Scouting for a location, Barbara Ling, production designer found Juliette in Monroe County, Georgia, a town that was nearly deserted. The building chosen to be the Whistle Stop Café was formerly an antiques and hardware store. It was redesigned as a cafe, with a horse-shoe shaped counter to allow for optimal camera angles.

Expecting a long wait, Mr. H. takes a seat on the bench in front of The Whistle Stop.

The food was down-home country cooking.

The tea was sweet,

and the fried green tomatoes were the best I have ever put in my mouth.

I had country fried steak, collard greens with pepper vinegar, and garlic mashed potatoes.

Mr. H had a hamburger.  The best he said he had ever put in his mouth.

After the release of the film, Juliette saw an influx of tourists and, with John Avnet's encouragement, locals opened The Whistle Stop Café, recreated to mirror the film set. "Whistle Stop Café" is now a registered trademark.

Gift and Antique Shops line the street.

As my mama would say, the town is only a "stone's throw,"

from one end to the other. 

There is certainly no need for a traffic light.

Juliette was a bustling railroad community during the early 1900s. Over time, the railroad industry declined, and Juliette was nearly forgotten until 1991 when movie producers for the film "Fried Green Tomatoes" discovered Juliette and reconstructed the existing buildings into the fictional community of Whistle Stop.

The out-house or privy stands right smack in the middle of town.

My granddaddy's was a two-seater, 

but not nearly as pretty.

A little old man, sat in front of the Opera House

and played some bluegrass music.

The door is what I was most attracted to.

There was lots of rusty, crusty,

and chippy, shabby.

I half-way expected to see a rooster cross the road.

I took pictures of all the building structures,

some probably originals and some not.

The antique shops were typical

shabby chic, a little old and new,

and some new made from old.

The Whistle Stop Cafe is 

one of the most well-kept secrets

in Central Georgia

and just a hop, skip and a jump 

from home. 

And I didn't have to rob the bank to get there. 

Gas $25

Meal $35

A road trip with Mr. H

PRICELESS!

Bonnie:)

However, there was a bank robbery

this morning before we left town, 

only a block away from our house. 

A Little Add To The White Room

Today I picked up a table that I had 

put on hold at the flea market.

(Yes, there are some benefits to having a booth.)

It was scratched up pretty badly 

and so I added a coat of eggshell white.

The table was made from a vintage baby bed.  

Is this not wild?

I just couldn't paint over the little lambs.

This is a little glimpse of what is to come.  

Remember the room before?

How do you like the change?

The framed picture left of the window 

was added.

It was taken by my nephew, Sam.

It is a photo of an angel that is on one 

of the oldest graves in the city cemetery.

I have pillows to add to the bed, 

a lamp to add to the table, 

more mirrors to add to the wall, 

and small touches here and there.  

Not much inspiration lately, 

but today was a fun day.

Maybe going back to work helps.