So often you come across these wonderful places totally out of the blue, and in reading many of my friends posts lately, they have been in the exact same boat, very interesting. On a trip up north on Friday looking for our place in the country, I came across this absolute piece of heaven, I couldn't believe my luck. On our way to the last property, we drove past this place, and I thought to myself I have to pop in on the way back, and I was very glad I did.

To be honest I was totally overwhelmed and didn't quite know what to do. Way too many treasures, a huge barn to scour, very little time, and a heartbeat that was in the critical zone from a self confessed antique junkie. This place was incredible to say the least, and I didn't know where to start, because there were literally millions of treasures to go through. As I scoured through with my quickening heartbeat, I was inquiring like a madwomen about the prices, and was quite worried that she might think I was totally cheap (I am), but what the heck, I needed to know. To my total horror, she kept leaving the barn, I don't know why, but this was bad news for me. All I needed to know were prices, and if she had anything to put my goods in. Please don't leave a crazed, vintage fanatic, who is cheap, time pressed, tired, hungry, has a barking Lolly in the car, and wants to know prices so I can buy as much stuff as possible, yikes.

I did manage to buy some cute things, but nothing compared to what I wanted or needed. I wasn't too worried because I knew I would be back on Sunday as the last property was amazing and I wanted Peter to see it. My darling girls, my fellow antique lovers, you would have gone crazy in this place. We could have locked ourselves in that barn for a week and lived on water and antiques, no problem, sighhhh another time.

Unfortunately I have sad news, the agent phoned last night and the property has an offer on it and since we didn't want to be in any kind of competition, we didn't end up going. We will have to wait and see, but I believe I have to go back because there is a lamp with my name on it. I am in a total panic right now, with both the property and the barn of heaven, but I have to return, Sandy are you up for this? I will keep you posted.

So last night I couldn't sleep, I had so much stuff on my mind and so much stuff to do. Thank goodness I have my sweet little green spot to go in times of chaos and do all sorts of creating. I made this random little scrap sign to go on a watering can that will hold that very thing. Scraps = art, so true!!

Lately this has been one of my obsessions, and it is quite fun and very useful. It has enough space to hold a significant stash and should keep me fairly tidy for a week or two:-) The only negative in dealing with scraps is the rather large mess that seems to scatter everywhere, note to self, keep vacuum close.

A wee peek inside the watering can, and I see a large stash already, that's OK, I have a pillow on my mind.

Keep smiling, Lolly says WOOF!!