And even though it's a chilly 18 degrees today I waded right in! Oh shoot - - - I wasn't satisfied with wading, I completely immersed myself!!!
I didn't get cold. I didn't turn blue. I didn't even shiver 'cause THIS creek was Cranberry Creek!!
Those of you who are regulars may remember how much I LOVE Cranberry Creek. Miss Jodi has moved to a new location just beyond Lake Nepco, and her new creek is even better than ever.
When I deChristmasized yesterday, I noticed some pretty nekked spots around my house.
That'll happen when you take out all the Christmas fru fru.
So, naturally, I headed down to the creek to bolster my supply of household dressiness.
I found this heavy wrought iron wagon wheel and a little wreathy thing to accessorize it.
Then I hung it up where the lighted Christmas wreath was.
Do you remember my little chair (on the left side of this picture) that had to move from the dining room down to the basement when I created my basement bungalow guest suite???
Well - - - she's back upstairs to STAY where I can enjoy her every day, and a bit later I'll show you why.
Next stop the dining room, specifically the little floor space between the china cabinet and the dressing-table-turned buffet.
See that little spot down there???
The wash board is the real thing - Grandma Great used to do her laundry on it.
The fruit basket is new, just arrived a few days ago from Florida filled to the brim with oh so juicy tree-ripened grapefruit and oranges. (Thank you FIL and Robin!!!)
But today at the creek I caught the wreath, the rolling pin, the meat pounder, and the potato ricer to finish out the vignette.
These lovely hat box ladies have lived with us for more than ten years, but they had to move over to make way for something else I fished out of the creek today.
I like them here anyway - - - I wouldn't part with them even though they are imposters having been purchased brand spankin' new from Hobby Lobby during one of their big sale events.
And here's the grandma of them all who came out of the creek to live in my basement bungalow guest suite.
A spindle back rocker.
I saw her at the creek a week ago today. I was in rocking chair envy the MOMENT I laid eyes on her, for she reminds me of an old rocker that was once upon a time in the office at my beloved Burr Camp.
I always wanted that rocker from Burr Camp, but it went the way of so many of our camp items - - - when the camp was sold, so were the things those camp buildings housed.
A week ago I resisted buying her.
I felt noble.
TODAY - - - when she was still there even after the grand opening of the new and improved creek, I felt enabled. I took it as a sign she was to be mine.
And that's all the news that is news today from down by the creek bank!!!
I'm linking this post with Vintage Thingie Thursday at Coloradolady and Thrifty Thursday at Bloggeritaville. It's been a long time since I joined these parties 'cause I've already shown most of my vintage thriftiness - - - so with all this new "splurge" I'd better join up while I can!