First Estate Sale For A New Year

Yikes, where did THAT week go.  Sometimes they just flash by before you know what happened!
I visited my first estate sale of the new year last Saturday.  I had a busy schedule for the day so didn't arrive until well after noon but was still able to find a few things and it felt very good to get back out there after the holiday dry spell.

A new plastic nativity for my collection and it will be new again next Christmas because I will have forgotten about it by then.  The white figures seem like of odd so I wonder if it glows in the dark??

I turned that bottle with the Tiffany blue lid the wrong way in this photo.  It has a pretty label on the other side and it is olive oil that was distributed by Rexal Drug.  Maybe as a beauty product??  A stinky beauty product - just saying.

 One of the out-buildings was a workshop where I picked up this maple leaf shelf.  I think it will be perfect in Grandma Green.  My son bought a drill press.  I think the previous owner would be happy to know it went to someone who will use it!

A huge box of mostly ribbons that I am STILL sorting through.  It is taking me way longer than I anticipated to get all of this off my work table and get back to the business of taking pictures and listing.

I picked up this wonderful crochet lace at Nina and Joe's a couple of weeks back and forgot to post the pictures.  The good stuff!

The tiniest little embroidery hoop I have ever seen.  I put a quarter in the picture for scale.  I am guessing it might have been for mending.
Wishing you all a junky week!

Junky Weekend - The Sunday Edition (LAST Sunday)

I made a second pass through the digger sale on Sunday, to see what had been revealed.  There was still plenty to rescue.

Most of the sewing notions came home in boxes and poke sacks that included a lot of random junk I have already edited out for these pictures.  Some junk really IS junk.

You already know I like creepy and this guy ranks pretty high on the creep scale.  It is a miniature Brahma Bull TAXIDERMY.  It looks and feels like real hide and you can see all the tiny stitches holding it together.  Obviously this isn't real taxidermy since there were no miniature Brahma Bulls so I have no clue what it is but it will get a place of honor on my shelf of curiosities.

This might just be my favorite find - a vintage donut maker. No, I will not be trying it out.

These musical birdies are not especially old since they run on batteries, not wind-up.  I haven't cleaned them up and tested with new batteries yet but adore them even if they don't work and will be adding them to my collection of birdies.

A pair of velvet pictures including dog hair at no additional charge and two big slat and pepper shakers for glitter.

I thought the pack of pretty hinges was interesting because I didn't know Coats & Clark made hinges.  More about that old Skippy jar later.  Laurie, the box of cupcake picks is already in the Ethel box.

A slew of random sewing tools.  Does anyone know what those curly plastic hooks in the upper left corner are for??  They are shaped like some metal Christmas Tree hangers I have but they seem too thick for that purpose.

Yes, I came home with a bag of old plastic vegetables.  The plastic cracker holders work perfect for Washi tape storage.

A wooden silverware tray that I stuffed the carded notions in to as I sorted.  The avocado green thing in the back is a vintage napkin holder that is holding a bobbin box at the moment.  The round picture on the left is a wall plaque.

This was my favorite find in the sewing trims.  I have never seen this before.  Peace and love!!

I couldn't resist the title on this book.

The music box was a treat for myself from the VOA on the same day.  I remember my Grandmother having something similar sitting on her dresser.  Now I have one sitting on mine.

This piece of paper is taped to the bottom and is probably the name of the song it plays.

Here is the spine on the book.  Whatever happened to the practice of making a book attractive even after the the dust jacket is long gone...

Big pile of lace aka big pile of work for myself.

There were lots of these home sewing labels strewn through the poke boxes.  Thank you, June, for saving all these wonderful treasures for someone to gather and love!

Now about that Skippy jar.  Of course, the old jar is neat but inside there were a bunch of those paper sewing bobbins I often find.  I always just assumed they fit some brand of sewing machine.  Now I am wondering if they were intended for this little basting device (or something similar) since you can clearly see one inside the tool.  Anyone know??

This woman collect spoons, maybe hundreds of them.  I got caught up in the feeding frenzy and had to poke through the boxes and ended up coming home with a tiny instant collection.  I was mostly interested in the display racks because I have been seeing them re-purposed for hankie display lately.  I picked up a tall one that isn't pictured plus this small one with the pretty carving at the top.  I had in mind to paint it white.

After bringing it home and discovering this on the back side, I am not sure I can bring myself to paint it!
No junking this weekend except maybe the VOA.  I didn't even look at the sales so I wouldn't be tempted.  If you stuck with me through this very long post - thank you!

Junky Weekend v.3.0

 The last, or maybe the MOST, of the junk from last weekend.  Since it was a full-on digger sale I couldn't resist going back on Sunday to see what else had been uncovered.  I did pretty good on resisting the linens but did grab a few tiny doilies, that piece of fabric in the back of the photo and the blue runner under the bucket. The jewelry box had been used as a sewing box and had a few buttons and pins inside.  As a woman who keeps her pins in a jewelry box, how could I leave that behind!

 My very first EVER McCoy planter.  I found it buried in a box under a workbench.  The little flower frog was laying in the bottom so, of course, it had to come home to be added to my collection.

 No less that 10 poke sacks, all spilled out on the table in my art room.  Only one zip-lock baggie full went back in the donate pile.  Lots of buried treasures.

 Yes, I dug out another bonsai pot.  Another gal at the sale told me the chartreuse planter is also McCoy, even though it is just marked USA and not under the glaze.  For 50 cents I tossed it in my box but not so sure about it.  The cute car planter has a paper "Swank" sticker on the bottom.

 A neat old cooking pot filled with even more ribbon and trims.

Loads of crafting stuff and yes, Laurie, that Scotch tape tin is in your bag!
It was a stellar weekend in junk land because I LOVE the hunt!

Junky Weekend v.1.0

 It turned out to be a fun junking weekend and I haven't gotten a single thing done around the house.  Sometimes we need a weekend like that - you know?  I don't usually take my photos outside but there were a few garden things I really didn't want to bring inside.  That wooden box is the perfect shade of "Grandma green"!

 A huge liquor bottle that will stay with me because I think it is fun patio decor and a galvanized bucket of heads {don't judge!}.

 The biggest aluminum colander I have ever seen and a mother load of lace.

 The lace will all be headed to Etsy, once I get things sorted out.

 Bonsai pots for $1 each - heck YES!

 Another big pile of vintage patterns because I am just stoopid on those things and can't help myself in spite of the amount of work they are to check and list.  These are three of my favorites.  Groovy!

A neat old Carpenter magazine from 1929 will be headed to my son in Pennsylvania.  I'm sure he will "enjoy" the ad for asbestos shingles since he is currently enduring working in a full-on hazmat suit and respirator in 85 degree heat while he tries to clear asbestos from the cellar in his 200 year old farmhouse.  Sorry Andy.
Stay tuned, this is the first round of the weekend.

One Estate Sale X 2 + A Caveman Thing

 I found one good estate sale this weekend.  It was good on a couple levels.  Not only did I score an avalanche of lace but I also had the pleasure of running into sweet Annette from Andy's Attic.  It is always nice to have a chance to visit with a blog friend in person!
So what is that wire thing in the picture??

I had to take it out to the driveway to get a picture because the camera looks through her.  She stands about 2 feet tall.  I added a few plastic flowers from my stash and she now has a new home as a faerie in Alexa's Secret Garden.

 I went back to the sale the next day and found a few more things I hadn't spotted on the first day, including a little bag of buttons for 25 cents.  This picture is pre-washed and some went in the trash but click it larger and you can see there were a few pretty neat buttons for the price.

One Dinosaur Food leaf had leaned waaaay over the path to the potting shed so we had to duck to get past it.  I asked The Husband to just go ahead and cut it off.  He got out the Ginsu knife we received as a wedding present in 1975 (I wonder if it could still saw a can in half??) and sawed it off.  I was amazed he agreed to let me take this picture.  He even smiled!  It must have been a caveman thing.

The Picking Overlords Made Me Work For The Junk Today

 I did followed all of the rules.  I did my housework last night.  I planned out my route in advance.  Got gas.  Got cash.  Headed out this morning for some much-anticipated junking.  Big sigh.

 I did not come home empty-handed, as you can tell, but the Picking Overloads did not make it easy for me.  In fact, it felt sort of like they were kicking over trash cans to slow me down every step of the way. (First new flamingo I have added to my collection in several years.)

 Maybe it is because Portland was anticipating the first 90 degree day of the Summer.  It seemed that no matter which route I took I encountered a street fair and road closure.  (Brand new vintage, with tags, Little Jane organza full apron.)

 Now, had I been headed to street fairs, I would have been quite delighted to find there were so many, however, I was headed to estate sales. (Carded buttons, patterns and a pair of sweet crochet hot pads.)

 My car proclaimed it was not 90 degrees, it was 99 degrees. Thank goodness for air conditioning.  I did not know Portland has so many "unimproved" roads. I did not know a Scion xB could blow through a quarter tank of gas in one morning of junking.  (Nice pile of lace, trims and ribbons.)

 Just the sort of morning that "gets it out of your system" for the rest of the weekend.  If I go anywhere tomorrow, it will NOT be picking.  It will be a nice, clean, air conditioned antique mall!  (I haven't added a new jewelry box to my collection in a while, either.)

Peek-a-boo!  (Turquoise train case complete with the key!).
I hope the Picking Overlords are smiling down on your weekend!