Accomodations

Let's just say, for instance, that you are planning a vacation.  You're thinking Italy, New Zealand, Maine, West Coast.....You really can't decide.  Well, let me help you out a bit. Of Course, as a Former Agoraphobic, my range is decidedly small.  But what I lack in travel experience, I do understand, as a Previous Home bound Personage, I do know what makes a home.  You might say I'm a professional on the subject.  Self Proclaimed, mind you.

So here's the deal. If your other dramatic and I'm sure very interesting international travels fall through, I have a back up:  Candle Light Inn in Bedford Indiana.  A gem in the midst in the beautiful rolling hills of Southern Indiana.  My Garden Exchange Ladies traveled northerly in the county to take advantage of the Inn's proprietor's offer to host last Monday night.  A delight, to be sure.  The Inn itself was restored to it's former glory six years ago, with careful attention to restoration and updating to our 21rst century needs.  A lovely blend of both.  We enjoyed hearing the history of this 1913 Craftsman and the amazing details involved in the restoration.  Here are a smattering of the group of 15 that joined us that evening. The Inn's broad porches just pleaded with us to come and sit a spell.  The scenery was restful and abundant in scope.  In other words, this normally bustling bunch of gardeners, just sat and was content to just be.  Well, except for one.  She packed her knitting, as most knitters do, for the down time to pick up some stitch time.  A few attendees brought gardening magazines to share so we perused them as well.  And after abundant and very delicious refreshments inside the Inn, we toured the nearby landscaping.Gotta admit, I did feel sorry for these two.  Poor little puckering expectations.  So close, yet so far......

The invitation is set out there.  Intrigued by the remoteness of our rural area, consider Candle Light Inn as a means to the real destination.......ME!! :D   http://candlelightinnbedford.com

Sabbath Auction

Had a wonderful time of worship Sunday morning.
Had a nice diet-type lunch.
Then, we went on to different type of 'religious' experience....
A SUNDAY auction! Unheard of around here. This means, Hubby gets to come with. With his wallet....and truck and back.......
What an amazing, amazing auction.....
Four hours of standing and being out bid and out bidding some pretty rabid Lawrence County crafters.....
Some things went goodly priced.
Other things went surprisingly high. One jewelry box full of costume jewelry sold for 245.00. Nearby attendees verbalized what I was thinking; What did I miss in that box? One small box of hankies went for 65.00. And on it went.
Pleasant weather. Fun auctioneer. Grand company with the hubby.
A good day... This sweet little guy was in a whole pail of similiar creatures. All magnets of some kind.

This sweet set sold for a good price of 22.50....

I truly loved this.....I could hear my girls and girly-in-law having a royal hoot about this....Then watching who was going to bid on it! A few other things were noteworthy as well: A milking pail with the words, CALF-A-Teria....Laughed hard to myself.....then a large book of crafts called: Safety Pins in 3-D.........

According to the auctioneer, Mrs. Hill, the owner of this abundant collection, was in her 90's when she passed from this world and by the looks of it, she was probably a bit peeved not being able to take it all with her........It certainly appears that she was planning on crafting into eternity....

Do you think local stores in the 60's had any crochet thread left? And yarn....Was there indeed a shortaged caused by Mrs. Hill??

This wide, vast assortment went on the whole length of her property.

The poor auctioneer was overwhelmed by all the teeny little thingys that were boxed up and he had no idea what they were......Standing back a bit, I got terribly giggled watching this sewing gaggle of women, bobbing and bending over allllllllll these boxes, searching for gold......We all looked liked a bunch of chickens and hens pecking at our finds.....

A fun, fun truck full day...

Rest in peace, Pauline Hill....Your things are in good hands.....