We are starting to get the shop set up for the January sale. Gypsy and Katie spent the morning and afternoon taking down and packing away Christmas. Kris and Linda, with Gypsy, then started the preliminary shuffling of stuff into position. I had real work to do in nearby Foley, so I stopped in to offer sage advice. Of course, because I was appropriately dressed in coat and tie, I was assigned dusting and oiling pieces with an Old English scratch cover soaked rag. We only got a few vignettes outlined, but the place is going to look good (again) for the January sale.
Of course it was snowing. After all this is January on the tundra.
My input involved the cow skull overlooking the Victorian settee. The chances of this remaining in the final set-up are -- ZERO.
Kris and Mike's incubator now coffee table, fills this black table in the window.
I bought a bunch of interesting signs, this one old and in metal, at an on line auction of restaurant items. The signs were decor in a 40 year old English pub style restaurant in the Twin Cities.
This slightly bruised but large loving cup is another hog for the January sale.
I’m a guy who has somehow fallen into the shabby world. A shabby chic world of shabotaged furniture and foo foo accessories. My stuff tends to be outside of the cottage without much chic, shabby or otherwise. My things are the hogs in this world of roses. Thus the title: Hogs and Roses. (Please look at my 1st post "Why Hogs and Roses?")
I want to be Henny Youngman, when I grow up. Take my wife -- please!
I enjoyed 7 years of marital bliss (17 years of marriage). I have been divorced forever. Love my role as curmudgeon, comedian, sage and advisor.