It's part of the nagging nostalgia that accompanies me wherever I go, I think. That's why the Farm Girl Sisterhood is so appealing. That's why I pour over my old family photos again and again. That's why I spend too much money at junk shops. I love Old Stuff, and I want it around me. Especially family stuff, but in a pinch, I'm happy with a flea market find.
If I can't get to a junk shop, I scour the internet for pretty things that take me back to my childhood, and my grandmother's house. The memories are sweet.
When I discovered eBay, I realized that I had access to just about any kind of Old Thing I might want. I bought some very nice things. But I realized that what I gave up was the Hunt - the Search. A large part of the appeal is stumbling upon some old treasure that someone has cast off.
So it's back to the old roadside ramshackle shops that just might hold a treasure. I know where some of these are around here, and our friend Gail has some out in the country that I'm dying to check out--you know, the real mom-and-pop places rather than the busy tourist traps.
I also like to make stuff myself, in the old style. It's very popular now to use old stuff to make things that work in our lives today -- lanterns out of mason jars, flower pots out of cowboy boots... you get the idea. This has been a casual quest of mine, replacing plastic containers and tools with old things that fit the purpose. Reuse, recycle. Felting sweaters and making baskets, pot holders, purses, and the like. Granite ware... I'm a huge sucker for granite and enamel ware.
Even old furniture makes me happy. Old, or made from natural materials. I've wanted a willow chair set for the longest time. Someday...
But the question I keep coming back to is, Why? Why do old things bring me such warm happiness? What is it about the past that is so appealing?
Do you have any theories? Wanna go junk shopping and talk about it?
All these images are linked to their sources. Plenty of virtual exploring there... Go check them out and tell them I said Hi!