A Story of a Table

I haven't posted any pictures of our new home yet. I tend to like old things, as you'll see from this photographs. From the time I was 18, I began my "hope chest" with things I would use in my future marriage. Ten years later, my hope chest had turned into a hope closet, basement, and several Rubbermaid tubs. It's sure hard to pass up lovely items at antique and home stores. It took a while to decide what I want to do with some of the things- how to decorate. But, as I have lived in our home, a few things have moved around and other pieces have 'emerged' from hiding.
My table came all the way from Tennessee. I bought it back in 2003 (I think it was probably from the 40s or 50s) and it made a trip to Missouri on top of our old suburban (Beverly Hillbillies?). From there, it traveled to Paxton and remained under the basement stairs until this past February where it came home to Tuscola. On the move from St. Louis, it lost two legs...somehow. Thankfully, we have a very talented friend who made 2 identical legs to match the old ones.
The shelves were just put up on Saturday. They are made from Hobby Lobby brackets and oold wood from Will's Grandpa's corn crib. (a lot more of that wood was used in our chicken coop) Will hung these lovely shelves up for me- we had to find studs because both the wood and brackets are extra heavy. I have been looking forward to hanging them since we moved in! They are filled with the kind of decorations I love.

And, lastly in the photos is my 'recipe book box.' I found it at an antique store in town. It was an old fruit (orange?) box. Hanging next to the box is my collection of aprons-old, new, handmade, store bought. And, on top of the box are my coffee perculator and a sweet baby chick with eggs that my dear friend, Katie, gave me...before I ever even had a chicken fettish!

I enjoy my home and the things that surround m,e. They usually have a story to tell and I'll be the first to tell it. If walls could talk...