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<?xml-stylesheet href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl" type="text/xsl" media="screen"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css" type="text/css" media="screen"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012</id><updated>2008-07-20T17:06:40.340-07:00</updated><title type="text">Frenchgardenhouse</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>203</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/yQSa" type="application/atom+xml" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-675980951135731478</id><published>2008-07-18T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:38:51.432-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Buying Trips" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Business Bliss" /><title type="text">Off to Market</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SIF9btkvpkI/AAAAAAAAC74/acjeXdC0Ycw/s1600-h/blot5.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SIF6xGgSkQI/AAAAAAAAC7o/f746XswJEI0/s1600-h/shop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224592026704711938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SIF6xGgSkQI/AAAAAAAAC7o/f746XswJEI0/s400/shop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I want to wish you all a happy, fun weekend! I will be off to market in Los Angeles, with Karen Eileen. Hopefully finding just the perfect last few things for fall and holiday. The bulk of it was ordered in January, and we have been working hard making room for the new merchandise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It's always a thrill to see what's new, there's a certain "buzz" at market I love.   I will be placing orders for Spring and Easter at these shows. (crazy, isn't it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SIF6xNzftUI/AAAAAAAAC7w/jR55Reluijw/s1600-h/beau1summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224592028664313154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SIF6xNzftUI/AAAAAAAAC7w/jR55Reluijw/s400/beau1summer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm leaving my Beau in charge of the little FrenchGardenHouse, so be good! :)&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/off-to-market.html" title="Off to Market" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=675980951135731478" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/675980951135731478/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/675980951135731478" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/675980951135731478" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-7066772364319161100</id><published>2008-07-17T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:44:43.186-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Susie Barstow Skelding" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="victorian books" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Garden" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Business Bliss" /><title type="text">Lovely Summer Breaks</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_PtbKN-hI/AAAAAAAAC64/jd3VBkugz84/s1600-h/grdtea8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224122472064743954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_PtbKN-hI/AAAAAAAAC64/jd3VBkugz84/s400/grdtea8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"She was so thankful for the softness of her lavender~fragrant bed, and so delighted with the lovely freshness of her chintz~hung room. As she lay upon her pillows, she could see the boughs of the trees, and hear the chatter of darting starlings. When her morning tea was brought, it seemed like nectar to her."-&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Frances Hodgson Burnett from Emily Fox-Seton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_Pep-8ywI/AAAAAAAAC6o/u2QTgdCNGQU/s1600-h/grdtea11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224122218345974530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_Pep-8ywI/AAAAAAAAC6o/u2QTgdCNGQU/s400/grdtea11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;sigh, this is the world I really long for, on these beautiful summer days. You know, the white curtains billowing in the wind, a lovely room in a French Manor, a sweet maid from the local village who cheerfully brings you a cup of tea and draws your bath. After breakfast, perhaps a stroll to the village, shopping for a new bonnet, visiting with friends later in the garden...okay, so I most likely read too many romance novels in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_Pe4R3tHI/AAAAAAAAC6w/RJDfU0kQgew/s1600-h/grdtea7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224122222183429234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_Pe4R3tHI/AAAAAAAAC6w/RJDfU0kQgew/s400/grdtea7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;In reality my days start with coffee in the office once I'm dressed, answering emails and phone calls and everything else that has to do with FrenchGardenHouse.com. Later my day could include meetings, appointments with Antique Dealers, Auctions, shopping trips, photo shoots etc etc. It seems that every day is &lt;em&gt;crazy&lt;/em&gt; busy, which I love! I do, however, try hard to take ten minutes in my day to steal away to a favorite corner of the garden and enjoy a restful cup of tea (or iced tea if it's really&lt;em&gt; really&lt;/em&gt; hot) in the garden on these summer days. The birds sing, and everything just smells so wonderful out there, and I try to relax and take it all in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_OhDTqeBI/AAAAAAAAC6I/DDFzNGH6O0U/s1600-h/grdtea11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224121159991851026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_OhDTqeBI/AAAAAAAAC6I/DDFzNGH6O0U/s400/grdtea11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I went in the garden, my little Edme (by Wedgwood) teacup in hand (my all time favorite, there's something about the color of creamware and the shape of that cup, making it perfect) and sat on the little cement bench next to the fragrant Rose Geranium. I took two of my antique books with me (late 1800's) and wanted to share some of the exquisite chromolithographs with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_OgehZH0I/AAAAAAAAC5o/yS8_Rv7SCx8/s1600-h/grdtea15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224121150117322562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_OgehZH0I/AAAAAAAAC5o/yS8_Rv7SCx8/s400/grdtea15.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both were printed somewhere in the late 1880's, and so stunningly beautiful, the flower prints are still as fresh and crisp and color-laden as the day they were printed. Illustrated and "poems arranged by" Susie Barstow Skelding. Please enlarge these, they are stunning!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_OgnZr_uI/AAAAAAAAC5w/-lUDshKFXHA/s1600-h/grdtea14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224121152500924130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_OgnZr_uI/AAAAAAAAC5w/-lUDshKFXHA/s400/grdtea14.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This first book is called &lt;em&gt;Flowers from Dell and Bower&lt;/em&gt;. When I purchased it sight unseen at an auction, I was a little disappointed by the condition, the pages are loose here and there. But never mind, this made it the perfect "keeper" for me to enjoy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_Og1azjvI/AAAAAAAAC54/x074fBlxJSw/s1600-h/grdtea13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224121156263710450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_Og1azjvI/AAAAAAAAC54/x074fBlxJSw/s400/grdtea13.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No one could illustrate flowers like those Victorian Ladies. Every little leaf, every petal has been carefully laid down on the paper, so that it's almost like looking through a magnifying glass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_Og9DHfPI/AAAAAAAAC6A/IJ0QsxGXGeY/s1600-h/grdtea12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224121158311836914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_Og9DHfPI/AAAAAAAAC6A/IJ0QsxGXGeY/s400/grdtea12.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Violets were particularly loved by the Victorians, street side vendors sold little bunches of violets to "gentlemen who wanted to impress their lady."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_N13nJv2I/AAAAAAAAC5A/WIOFAYIWFec/s1600-h/grdtea23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224120418117992290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_N13nJv2I/AAAAAAAAC5A/WIOFAYIWFec/s400/grdtea23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The other book is entitled &lt;em&gt;Flowers from Hill and Dale&lt;/em&gt;. It is in much better condition, with only one of the illustrations loose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_N10OvEBI/AAAAAAAAC5I/BKpETcqATbw/s1600-h/grdtea20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224120417210273810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_N10OvEBI/AAAAAAAAC5I/BKpETcqATbw/s400/grdtea20.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love each illustration, and the poetry is so very beautiful, and Victorian! I can imagine young ladies dressed in their summer "whites" sitting on lawn chairs reading out loud to each other on summer evenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_N2AcPWMI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/Wswh-6Mz4oY/s1600-h/grdtea19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224120420488140994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_N2AcPWMI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/Wswh-6Mz4oY/s400/grdtea19.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_N2WPB1pI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/PUX_Sz4UVj4/s1600-h/grdtea18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224120426338309778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_N2WPB1pI/AAAAAAAAC5Y/PUX_Sz4UVj4/s400/grdtea18.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the Morning Glory so dreaded by my English neighbor!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_N2xsilMI/AAAAAAAAC5g/gZDwWA-bovE/s1600-h/grdtea17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224120433709847746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH_N2xsilMI/AAAAAAAAC5g/gZDwWA-bovE/s400/grdtea17.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you've enjoyed my little ten minute break from work with me. A good cup of tea is just what I need in the afternoon when I'm getting a little "waning energy", and looking at something beautiful is just the thing to carry me through the rest of the work day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My good friend &lt;a href="http://kareneileen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karen Eileen&lt;/a&gt; is having a give away. She is giving away a gorgeous bottle with a Heart Milagro, in celebration of her 100th post. Go over and visit, and enter your name. You will love her as much as I do, I'm sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/lovely-summer-breaks.html" title="Lovely Summer Breaks" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=7066772364319161100" title="15 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7066772364319161100/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/7066772364319161100" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/7066772364319161100" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-2097017716657676634</id><published>2008-07-15T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:44:35.512-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Garden" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hydrangeas" /><title type="text">My Little Jewels</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH0tn-E6ZNI/AAAAAAAAC4o/tssU-z5x0eo/s1600-h/pnkhy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223381307521393874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH0tn-E6ZNI/AAAAAAAAC4o/tssU-z5x0eo/s400/pnkhy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I hope you are not bored with my garden pics...I have to show off my "girls"...we have so many Hydrangeas in our garden. Our huge Gingko Tree shades so much of our garden in summer that they are the perfect plant. And I love them. &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; them. This is a current favorite. Oh, I hope you are not going to ask the name of it, I don't know! Most of the smaller plants I buy at Trader Joe's, have them in our home, and once they are done blooming, they get potted up by Mr. FGH and put in the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH0toNoijcI/AAAAAAAAC4w/W9nB3FN8b5g/s1600-h/whthy6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223381311697358274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH0toNoijcI/AAAAAAAAC4w/W9nB3FN8b5g/s400/whthy6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I think I can honestly say I never met a Hydrangea I didn't like! I love them when they first bloom. I love them when they change over to their Fall colors. And I love them dried. We have big bunches of them on the top of our Silver Cabinet in our living room.  The White ones especially, turn that great Chartreuse Green before Fall.  And when they dry, they have that color. When they get really old, they turn shabby Cream, just perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH0tdeNe7OI/AAAAAAAAC4A/I8lCgNKBdVw/s1600-h/bluhy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223381127168716002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH0tdeNe7OI/AAAAAAAAC4A/I8lCgNKBdVw/s400/bluhy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Another potted wonder, this time in Blue. To have the Hydrangeas stay blue, you can buy special Plant Food. Or, you can try this old time method and bury a rusty nail in the pot, or in the soil in your garden near your Hydrangea Bushes.  Hydrangeas like morning sun. And lots of water, sometimes in the hot summer, ours are wilted, but a good drink and the evening cool will get them back to normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH0tdlvFheI/AAAAAAAAC4I/zU_EBSSMYbU/s1600-h/lavhy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223381129188705762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH0tdlvFheI/AAAAAAAAC4I/zU_EBSSMYbU/s400/lavhy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sometimes, these plants surprise you. This is a huge potted Hydrangea I received one year for Mother's Day. It was all White. And gorgeous. Now, five years later, surprise! (and no special food nor rusty nails, either) it has turned this beautiful Lavender Blue color, and what's more, each flower is a slightly different shade. They are a bit strange, but still beautiful. I'm sure that perfect gardeners or Hydrangea collectors might not appreciate that, but I &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH0td7ECYVI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/d7aGexZEo7E/s1600-h/lavhy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223381134913724754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH0td7ECYVI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/d7aGexZEo7E/s400/lavhy3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Same plant, see how the colors are all different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH0teXS7fPI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/9nuFRNDJUaw/s1600-h/starb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223381142492380402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH0teXS7fPI/AAAAAAAAC4Y/9nuFRNDJUaw/s400/starb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another TJ's special ~ these are called "star" Hydrangeas. I love them. The flowers are like little stars, and this is a different kind of plant, a Lace Cap. It has huge heads, with tiny little blue flowers, and then at the very edges, little White Starlike flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH0te5LCVyI/AAAAAAAAC4g/mTvhDmYwWxg/s1600-h/pkhy9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223381151586080546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH0te5LCVyI/AAAAAAAAC4g/mTvhDmYwWxg/s400/pkhy9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink! It's a lovely one, and here you can see that this one is just starting to bloom. The hydrangeas all bloom at different times. They are supposed to have a "season" but ours pretty much bloom according to how much sun they get, and when they feel like it. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH01GpNK7sI/AAAAAAAAC44/k4yTu6vtGsQ/s1600-h/macrophylla+opal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223389531076226754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SH01GpNK7sI/AAAAAAAAC44/k4yTu6vtGsQ/s400/macrophylla+opal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one I would love to have, it's called Macrophylla Opal. I don't think it works in my zone. But if you are in zone 5-8 S / 5-8 W, you can buy one &lt;a href="http://www.whiteflowerfarm.com/63160-product.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and let me know how it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-little-jewels.html" title="My Little Jewels" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=2097017716657676634" title="29 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2097017716657676634/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/2097017716657676634" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/2097017716657676634" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-8471590219895192222</id><published>2008-07-14T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T09:28:59.523-07:00</updated><title type="text">Petal Play</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHt37zs1nHI/AAAAAAAAC3g/2isWv9212Ko/s1600-h/boqu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222900062240480370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHt37zs1nHI/AAAAAAAAC3g/2isWv9212Ko/s400/boqu1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;This morning, very early (well, 7:30 which is early for me in the summertime!) I went out into the garden to pick a few little flowers. Right now, it seems all the Lavender, Purple and Blue flowers are blooming all at once. I get a charge from flowers, I never grow tired of them. And I'm always looking for new and different ways to display them. Just a few flowers is enough to liven up your whole home, and make it smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHt38bvLHyI/AAAAAAAAC3o/Ykufsp9PFnA/s1600-h/boqu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222900072987696930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHt38bvLHyI/AAAAAAAAC3o/Ykufsp9PFnA/s400/boqu2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Part of a collection of Trophy Urn Blanks (meant to be overplated with Copper or Silver) I bought long ago, these two make the perfect container for my mini arrangements. I put an empty plastic yoghurt cup in the larger one, to hold the water, as that one doesn't hold water very well. But I love how the dull Grey looks with the Lavenders, Purples and Pinks, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHt38YfByTI/AAAAAAAAC3w/kvyquZxJA6I/s1600-h/boqu22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222900072114669874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHt38YfByTI/AAAAAAAAC3w/kvyquZxJA6I/s400/boqu22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;It doesn't have to be a big display, even this tiny little urn, filled with a small &lt;em&gt;Hydrangea&lt;/em&gt; bloom, will be perfect next to your bed, or in your bathroom to greet you at the beginning of the day! I like to have a tiny bouquet like this at the sink in the kitchen, too. Makes dishes much more pleasant to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHt38tqC17I/AAAAAAAAC34/qrlsuBeL8dM/s1600-h/boqu7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222900077798021042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHt38tqC17I/AAAAAAAAC34/qrlsuBeL8dM/s400/boqu7.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you change the water every day for these petit bouquets. Cut the stems at an angle with a sharp knife, and plunge in the water right away. This way your bouquet will last as long as it possibly can in the summer heat! Shown above: &lt;em&gt;Hydrangeas&lt;/em&gt;, a &lt;em&gt;Stainless Steel Rose&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Lavenders&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Eden Rose&lt;/em&gt;, one twining &lt;em&gt;Morning Glory&lt;/em&gt;, and a few white &lt;em&gt;Trumpet Vine Flowers&lt;/em&gt; (which won't last long at all but I love them!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;A flowerless room is a soulless room, to my way of thinking; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but even one solitary little vase of a living flower may redeem it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Vita Sackville-West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/petal-play.html" title="Petal Play" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=8471590219895192222" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/8471590219895192222/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/8471590219895192222" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/8471590219895192222" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-1715915389311577792</id><published>2008-07-12T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T10:35:01.373-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sweet Recipes" /><title type="text">Bake in Love</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHjR__QoSvI/AAAAAAAAC3I/PO_Z8hUmPw4/s1600-h/IMG_3175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222154665179237106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHjR__QoSvI/AAAAAAAAC3I/PO_Z8hUmPw4/s400/IMG_3175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Around here, there are little signs that someone is in &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;! My youngest girl is baking up a storm. So far it has been Snickerdoodles, other kinds of cookies, and now this &lt;em&gt;cake&lt;/em&gt;....a lush, oh my gosh it's &lt;em&gt;chocolate&lt;/em&gt; cake! (recipe to follow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHjSAMrx7lI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/huQ7B0178Rw/s1600-h/IMG_3180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222154668782775890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHjSAMrx7lI/AAAAAAAAC3Q/huQ7B0178Rw/s400/IMG_3180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;At least now I know that &lt;em&gt;one &lt;/em&gt;of the things I told her she actually listened to: "the way to a man's heart is through his stomach" So far, it seems to be working. Not only is she beautiful, smart and funny, she can BAKE. What guy wouldn't be smitten by her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHjSAUWcyeI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/-URZPEjeHSg/s1600-h/IMG_3184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222154670840793570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHjSAUWcyeI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/-URZPEjeHSg/s400/IMG_3184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;sssshhhh...don't tell I borrowed her cake (while she was at work and it was in my fridge) for this little photo shoot for you. And stuck that little French Flag in the middle (I smoothed the frosting back out so no one was the wiser, just you guys) And took just a tiny little shaving of frosting off to taste. (don't think&lt;em&gt; we&lt;/em&gt; got any, nope, this one was delivered to the &lt;em&gt;guy's&lt;/em&gt; house right away after this secret photo session) She said it was the best chocolate cake she had ever made. So here is her recipe, the secret ingredient is &lt;em&gt;mayonaise&lt;/em&gt;...yep, that's what makes the cake luscious and moist. (never mind that on other occasions she looks at mayonaise like it's &lt;em&gt;poison&lt;/em&gt;, oh, MOM, how &lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt; you eat that?? It's pure fat!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Boyfriend Chocolate Cake:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;2 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup cocoa&lt;br /&gt;1 1-/2 tsp. baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cup mayonaise&lt;br /&gt;1 cup water&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Sift flour, cocoa, soda &amp;amp; salt. Cream together sugar, mayonaise, water &amp;amp; vanilla. Add dry sifted ingredients and blend well. Bake at 350 degrees for about 25 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Frosting&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHjQgV1ehAI/AAAAAAAAC2o/SzyZOA1MxQo/s1600-h/mck1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 stick butter&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup Hershey's Cocoa&lt;br /&gt;3 cups powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup milk&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHjQg9ZVmMI/AAAAAAAAC2w/xDb5SzeA-wg/s1600-h/mck2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melt butter (microwave) and stir in cocoa, alternate adding powdered sugar &amp;amp; milk, beating until it has a spreading consistancy. If needed, add a small amount of milk. Stir in vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes 2 cups frosting. Frost chocolate cake, put on your Mom's plate (I want that &lt;em&gt;back&lt;/em&gt;, btw!) and carefully drive it in your car over to boyfriend's house. Expect to be proposed to. Or asked when the next bakery delight will arrive, and become a favorite of roommates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHjQhb4JgkI/AAAAAAAAC24/E3ee0ZecQn8/s1600-h/mck4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/bake-in-love.html" title="Bake in Love" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=1715915389311577792" title="24 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1715915389311577792/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/1715915389311577792" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/1715915389311577792" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-296928758596345470</id><published>2008-07-11T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T08:40:40.344-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Business Bliss" /><title type="text">Weekly Favorites</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd4ATbST-I/AAAAAAAAC2Y/akoc7Fb1BLY/s1600-h/ton1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221774239569432546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd4ATbST-I/AAAAAAAAC2Y/akoc7Fb1BLY/s400/ton1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Finally back in stock ~ these darling &lt;a href="http://frenchgardenhouse.com/catalog.php?category=8"&gt;French Café au Lait Bowls and Plates&lt;/a&gt;, just perfect if you like a little Pastel to your French Chic!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3E_seGqI/AAAAAAAAC1g/o9LT5P5RvLk/s1600-h/toncaf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221773220660517538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3E_seGqI/AAAAAAAAC1g/o9LT5P5RvLk/s400/toncaf1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Perfect to start every day with a smile, this makes a wonderful set with the matching Plate. Brings a touch of France to your table, and reminds you of the adventures you had in Paris! (or will have when you go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3ErwPGYI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/1W_xAKr0I80/s1600-h/tonpl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221773215307602306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3ErwPGYI/AAAAAAAAC1Y/1W_xAKr0I80/s400/tonpl2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I love the Robin's Egg Blue/Aqua color, too. Okay, a few for me, a few for you on these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd4AEsu_rI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/R7SMgNFs64g/s1600-h/gercaf2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221774235616083634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd4AEsu_rI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/R7SMgNFs64g/s400/gercaf2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Summer Beach Theme finds are flying out as fast as I can put them in! I know a lot of you love the Beach Cottage look. Just thought I would share this quite unusual &lt;a href="http://www.frenchgardenhouse.com/catalog.php?category=15&amp;amp;x=12&amp;amp;y=13"&gt;vintage Shell Piece&lt;/a&gt; with you. Made long ago (ca 1940's) it is perfect for holding letters on your desk. I bought it a few years back from a wonderful beach~front estate, where literally &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; was made of shells. &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3a-nb8sI/AAAAAAAAC1w/ksiRP4J6yJE/s1600-h/shelllet3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221773598328091330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3a-nb8sI/AAAAAAAAC1w/ksiRP4J6yJE/s400/shelllet3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Not inexpensive, but I wanted to show you this exquisite little sewing aid, since you don't see these around every day. This fabulous antique &lt;a href="http://www.frenchgardenhouse.com/catalog.php?category=7&amp;amp;x=16&amp;amp;y=12"&gt;Needle Case&lt;/a&gt;, ca. late 1800's, early 1900's, has a stunning Lady Portrait in Celluloid on the cover. Made for the Kirkby Beard &amp;amp; Co., and English Firm "purveyors to the Queen" of "sharps" (needles) pins and other sewing implements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3bAS4AtI/AAAAAAAAC2A/AROp_0RDIVM/s1600-h/NEDcs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221773598778720978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3bAS4AtI/AAAAAAAAC2A/AROp_0RDIVM/s400/NEDcs1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3bGVim1I/AAAAAAAAC14/mFQQYYVf7cg/s1600-h/NEDcs3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221773600400513874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3bGVim1I/AAAAAAAAC14/mFQQYYVf7cg/s400/NEDcs3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How wonderful is that? Best part is that no one ever pricked the aqua foil inside with any of the "sharps".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3bU5iASI/AAAAAAAAC2I/eNAVnLfULBM/s1600-h/flapdr12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221773604309565730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3bU5iASI/AAAAAAAAC2I/eNAVnLfULBM/s400/flapdr12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.frenchgardenhouse.com/catalog.php?category=12&amp;amp;x=37&amp;amp;y=13"&gt;sweet little dress ensemble&lt;/a&gt; was lovingly hand made by a doting grandmama or aunt for a baby. It seems to have been never worn, or perhaps worn once for a christening, which is a shame, it's so very cute! Perfect embroidery, perfect lace edges, and the most delicate ever batiste...this is a treasure. The embroidery work on these pieces is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3EcqAsXI/AAAAAAAAC1A/Sv07xskWo5c/s1600-h/wxd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd73A-5d7I/AAAAAAAAC2g/rOKigIsnbKk/s1600-h/wxd8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221778478046214066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd73A-5d7I/AAAAAAAAC2g/rOKigIsnbKk/s400/wxd8.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last, although we sell quite a lot of antique lighting, we have never had something like this piece. She is a &lt;a href="http://www.frenchgardenhouse.com/catalog.php?category=5&amp;amp;x=52&amp;amp;y=6"&gt;Wax Half-Doll Lamp&lt;/a&gt;, with the most beautiful clothing. These lamps were called "Boudoir Lamps" meant to be used in a Lady's Boudoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3EkA20jI/AAAAAAAAC1I/Pn9s6e1BMkI/s1600-h/wxd5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221773213229830706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3EkA20jI/AAAAAAAAC1I/Pn9s6e1BMkI/s400/wxd5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Her gown is made of Light Blue French Silk Ribbons, with handmade Lace in between. French Ribbon Rosette Trim in Pink and Light Blue on the sides of her gown, and the very front. She is in such wonderful condition, her tiny fingers are still intact. Usually when I find these pieces, their fingers are gone, and the wax has chipped and melted on the faces, not this girl, she is in wonderful condition for her age! (made ca 1920's)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3Egc6XPI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/iMmqmIB1CVA/s1600-h/wxd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221773212273761522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHd3Egc6XPI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/iMmqmIB1CVA/s400/wxd1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekly-favorites.html" title="Weekly Favorites" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=296928758596345470" title="13 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/296928758596345470/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/296928758596345470" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/296928758596345470" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-4255811191010260563</id><published>2008-07-09T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:32:54.751-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="care  tips for antique linens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="antique lace" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="antique linens" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Business Bliss" /><title type="text">Gracious Lace</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVUijc5pLI/AAAAAAAACy4/hy46TcRxPj0/s1600-h/laceblo1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221172295614702770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVUijc5pLI/AAAAAAAACy4/hy46TcRxPj0/s400/laceblo1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nothing brings me more joy, and a connection to women so long ago, than hand made lace. Once, long ago, young girls learned how to embroider, sew by hand, and make lace, with precise tiny stitches. They were taught to make their own &lt;em&gt;Trousseau&lt;/em&gt; (the personal possessions of a bride usually including clothes, accessories, and household linens and wares ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVUjQ-zh4I/AAAAAAAACzQ/Am0YXrJAGH4/s1600-h/laceblo45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221172307836503938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVUjQ-zh4I/AAAAAAAACzQ/Am0YXrJAGH4/s400/laceblo45.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Fine linens lend a touch of elegance and soothing to your home. If you have ever felt the "hand" of these exquisite linens, you know what I mean.  You can still find antique and vintage linens at antique shows, antique stores, and estate sales. I try to buy those that are not damaged, or stained, but a little seam that needs to be sewn closed is sometimes what makes a piece more afforable, so if you are handy with a needle, it's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVVV8Ut24I/AAAAAAAACzg/GQvkGddsTx4/s1600-h/laceblo66.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVVWMv96lI/AAAAAAAACzo/wGZwb4M2hTs/s1600-h/laceblo88.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221173182873856594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVVWMv96lI/AAAAAAAACzo/wGZwb4M2hTs/s400/laceblo88.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Don't be afraid to use your beautiful linens. I machine wash linen and damask tablecloths in cold or warm water, on the gentle cycle. It is usually not a good idea to put them in the dryer, that's what damages the old linens. But if it is a very sturdy damask tablecloth, I put them in the gentle cycle. Delicate linens such as the ones I have shown here, with Lace and Drawnwork, need to be hand washed. I iron these lovelies myself, using a little lavender water in a spray bottle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVVWU4A-jI/AAAAAAAACzw/FVKNksCKFUo/s1600-h/laceblo45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221173185055095346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVVWU4A-jI/AAAAAAAACzw/FVKNksCKFUo/s400/laceblo45.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tips for antique and vintage Linens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* Gently rub brown &lt;em&gt;spots&lt;/em&gt; with Biz, and soak. Or use Oxy~clean to soak, I have been amazed at the results sometimes when soaking a spotted or "aged" cloth or napkin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVVWpW-6jI/AAAAAAAACz4/5VjbY9Q8_-A/s1600-h/laceblo12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221173190553692722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVVWpW-6jI/AAAAAAAACz4/5VjbY9Q8_-A/s400/laceblo12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;* &lt;em&gt;Iron&lt;/em&gt; Embroidered Monogrammed pieces from the back. I put a clean white terrycloth towel underneath, for extra protection, and to keep the embroidery from becoming "flat". I gently mist each linen piece with my lavender water, then roll it up into a little "sausage" and place on the end of the ironing board, like my Grandmother used to do. By the time I unroll the piece for ironing, it is just slightly moist, making it much easier to iron the wrinkles out. (yes, it's a labor of &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;. I know some of you&lt;em&gt; love&lt;/em&gt; to iron, I &lt;em&gt;don't&lt;/em&gt; really, but I do love my linens!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVVW9R-n1I/AAAAAAAAC0A/3EvlyI0kWDo/s1600-h/laceblo5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221173195901411154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVVW9R-n1I/AAAAAAAAC0A/3EvlyI0kWDo/s400/laceblo5.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* I store large tablecloths on &lt;em&gt;hangers&lt;/em&gt;, over a rolled up terrycloth towel. Once in a while, I roll delicate Lace pieces rather than folding, folds tend to weaken the fabric over time. Expensive or special pieces (your grandmother's lace tablecloth etc.) should be stored in &lt;em&gt;acid~free paper&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVUi8WeSCI/AAAAAAAACzI/f5mTNnUdyQQ/s1600-h/laceblo3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221172302298630178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHVUi8WeSCI/AAAAAAAACzI/f5mTNnUdyQQ/s400/laceblo3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* There are several great &lt;em&gt;stain removal&lt;/em&gt; products on the market, or you can make your own. Always test on an inconspicuous place first. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stain removal recipe: 1/2 cup peroxide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 teaspoon household ammonia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mix, and blot several times on the fabric. Use white vinegar to stop the process. When the spot is out, wash the piece carefully. Line dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/gracious-lace.html" title="Gracious Lace" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=4255811191010260563" title="22 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/4255811191010260563/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/4255811191010260563" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/4255811191010260563" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-2543799436677487344</id><published>2008-07-06T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T11:20:14.271-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sweet Recipes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Garden" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Holidays" /><title type="text">Garden Breakfast</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEp1_bBdvI/AAAAAAAACxo/nBzhF0Xk418/s1600-h/pnk4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219999450633697010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEp1_bBdvI/AAAAAAAACxo/nBzhF0Xk418/s400/pnk4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEotBUFBOI/AAAAAAAACxY/sGfVXMl0mXw/s1600-h/4pancake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a busy and so fun few days, it's so nice to be relaxing in the garden. This morning, we had our favorite Pancakes. I am allergic to flour (sigh...no bread!) but this Pancake is the perfect alternative, and it's oh so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oatmeal Pancake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/2 cup old-fashioned oats&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/4 cup low-fat cottage cheese&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 egg whites&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1tsp. vanilla&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/4 tsp. cinnamon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/4 tsp. nutmeg&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whirl all ingredients in a blender til smooth. (we use the Bullet!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Spray a nonstick skillet with cooking spray, add batter, and cook on medium heat until both sides are lightly browned.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This baby gives you 28 g of protein, at 288 calories. We top with fruit, a little splenda, and sometimes on very special occasions like today, with some whipped cream. It's delicious! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEotf7IvuI/AAAAAAAACxg/vcsZ-T2di3g/s1600-h/pnck2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219998205227876066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEotf7IvuI/AAAAAAAACxg/vcsZ-T2di3g/s400/pnck2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating a leisurely breakfast on the patio, I had the time to really look at the garden. It is at its best right now, almost in that "eek, it's overgrown stage" but not quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEoSumYyDI/AAAAAAAACwo/nuFRaRSCHA8/s1600-h/eden1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219997745310910514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEoSumYyDI/AAAAAAAACwo/nuFRaRSCHA8/s400/eden1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Our&lt;em&gt; Eden Roses&lt;/em&gt; are still blooming away, they have done so well this year, probably because it has been quite a bit hotter than we are used to here by the beach. They are twining all around the patio overhang, so beautiful and romantic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEoTZXLkeI/AAAAAAAACw4/rRWTyn0S0L8/s1600-h/lav4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219997756789854690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEoTZXLkeI/AAAAAAAACw4/rRWTyn0S0L8/s400/lav4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I love all the &lt;em&gt;Lavenders&lt;/em&gt;, this year we planted a huge cement urn full of them, and they are doing so well, lots of those fragrant, purple and lavender flowers, they are a favorite of bees and humming birds, so the urn has plenty of visitors each day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEoSCjw-bI/AAAAAAAACwg/huXRYmo0QbI/s1600-h/cornw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219997733488753074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEoSCjw-bI/AAAAAAAACwg/huXRYmo0QbI/s400/cornw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This used to be the herb garden, Mr. FGH has tried a few new things (not really in love with them myself) so now it is a little overgrown. Somewhere in there, are the herbs. The little cherub bird bath is hiding in there, somewhere. Luckily the birds can still find it, and they are busy taking a bath each afternoon before they retire for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEorp7Zr8I/AAAAAAAACxA/tBEMrJnGXso/s1600-h/blueck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219998173553602498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEorp7Zr8I/AAAAAAAACxA/tBEMrJnGXso/s400/blueck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;em&gt; Morning Glory&lt;/em&gt; in full swing. A busy place as bees, butterflies and humming birds all love to come and drink nectar from these stunning blue blossoms! (my back fence neighbor hates this vine, it &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; go everywhere, and fast!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEosu5sHHI/AAAAAAAACxI/AKCFFiiCZuk/s1600-h/ms4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219998192068467826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEosu5sHHI/AAAAAAAACxI/AKCFFiiCZuk/s400/ms4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A beautiful &lt;em&gt;Geranium&lt;/em&gt;, I have an old ladder (I took it out of someone's trash 20 years ago!) on one side of the patio, and I just use it to display seasonal pots of color. This geranium is a favorite, it looks a bit more pink than in real life, it's a great peach~pink color. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEykypTVzI/AAAAAAAACx4/wRVKsVmkmhM/s1600-h/fern1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220009050750801714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEykypTVzI/AAAAAAAACx4/wRVKsVmkmhM/s400/fern1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Ferns&lt;/em&gt; are such great colors. The one above is your regular, garden variety fern, the new leaves have that gorgeous Chartreuse Green color we all so love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEotGsRwnI/AAAAAAAACxQ/oVS9RkB0Jt4/s1600-h/rabbitfoot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219998198454665842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEotGsRwnI/AAAAAAAACxQ/oVS9RkB0Jt4/s400/rabbitfoot1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This&lt;em&gt; rabbit's foot fern&lt;/em&gt; was here when we bought the house. They are interesting, with furry parts that do indeed look like a rabbit's foot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEoRziqSmI/AAAAAAAACwY/3ss6z6Gn5iI/s1600-h/wlbrr1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219997729457588834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEoRziqSmI/AAAAAAAACwY/3ss6z6Gn5iI/s400/wlbrr1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the back fence, you can see the &lt;em&gt;Bouganville&lt;/em&gt;. (also hated by my back fence neighbor!) The color is fabulous, but this one is about to get a really good haircut, it tends to take over. And it has the sharpest ever thorns! yikes. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEoTE4B2KI/AAAAAAAACww/u8Ax8sBcDXQ/s1600-h/bougi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219997751290484898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SHEoTE4B2KI/AAAAAAAACww/u8Ax8sBcDXQ/s400/bougi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't beat the hot pink color, though! It really perks up the garden, and will bloom late into the summer, when most of the other plants are kind of at their end. Hope you had a fun and happy holiday weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/garden-breakfast.html" title="Garden Breakfast" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=2543799436677487344" title="41 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2543799436677487344/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/2543799436677487344" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/2543799436677487344" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-7728537040265552730</id><published>2008-07-05T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T10:13:12.167-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Flea Market Finds" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flea markets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Business Bliss" /><title type="text">Best Buys</title><content type="html">&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-h3lBWLYI/AAAAAAAACwA/OjMvqEGUyc8/s1600-h/pkbotblo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219568469348330882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-h3lBWLYI/AAAAAAAACwA/OjMvqEGUyc8/s400/pkbotblo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are some the things I couldn't pass up at the Flea Market. Even though it's a "flea" there are plenty of beautiful, high quality treasures to be found. Like the Czechoslovakian Cut Glass (&amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;Pink&lt;/em&gt;) &lt;em&gt;Perfume Bottles&lt;/em&gt; that I took home with me. Not inexpensive, but not one chip, and these are getting harder to find. So after asking what the best price would be, I gladly paid the dealer, knowing that this was the best deal I would get anywhere. You will always pay more for &lt;em&gt;perfect&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;pieces&lt;/em&gt;, but they are worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-hnADgkXI/AAAAAAAACvY/s-vsLJwHZHE/s1600-h/flowerts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219568184547381618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-hnADgkXI/AAAAAAAACvY/s-vsLJwHZHE/s400/flowerts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once these were unpacked, I locked onto these babies. How pretty are they? They are metal, and painted in the softest, most beautiful vintage colors. Some are &lt;em&gt;Clips&lt;/em&gt; to hold your mail or lettres d'amour, while others are the sweetest &lt;em&gt;Name Card Holders&lt;/em&gt; for your next elegant Tea or Luncheon. I enquired what the best price would be for all of them, and a happy deal was struck. Love these. Sometimes if you offer to buy &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; of whatever~it~is, you get a better deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-h4QX60WI/AAAAAAAACwI/J3J8nwmrvII/s1600-h/pkcopbl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219568480985731426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-h4QX60WI/AAAAAAAACwI/J3J8nwmrvII/s400/pkcopbl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What's not to love about this Victorian Pink &amp;amp; &lt;em&gt;Gilded Gift Cup&lt;/em&gt;? Perfect condition, perfect color for my palette, perfect price. smiles. Asked if there were any more like this one hiding anywhere, but alas, she was an only. If you really love something and you may want to buy more, it's always a good idea to &lt;em&gt;ask&lt;/em&gt;. Sometimes vendors only put out one at a time, and may have a beautiful twin or sister hiding in a newspaper somewhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-hnm3nqnI/AAAAAAAACvg/vpyEILaSECo/s1600-h/viclplb1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219568194966497906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-hnm3nqnI/AAAAAAAACvg/vpyEILaSECo/s400/viclplb1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This time there seemed to be an abundance of Victorian Porcelain. Both the really expensive kind, and the somewhat less expensive, such as the sweet little &lt;em&gt;Cake Plate&lt;/em&gt; above. Great image of a Victorian Lady, Pink, Roses, it doesn't get any better than that! I asked about the sisters, and was able to buy&lt;em&gt; four&lt;/em&gt;. There actually were more, but some of them were not very clear. Often this type of porcelain transferware from the late 1800's early 1900's weren't made with very exacting standards, so be sure if you&lt;em&gt; do&lt;/em&gt; buy multiples, that you check out each and every piece yourself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-hn03QCcI/AAAAAAAACvo/B28C2HdCBHQ/s1600-h/childplateb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219568198723045826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-hn03QCcI/AAAAAAAACvo/B28C2HdCBHQ/s400/childplateb.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is a&lt;em&gt; Cabinet Plate&lt;/em&gt;, much more expensive, and of better quality. The old, antique plates featuring &lt;em&gt;Children&lt;/em&gt; are quite highly collected. This one has three Children, even better! I think this is Robin Hood. Love this piece, was able to get it at a slightly more "friendly" price after talking to the dealer for a while. (back to"it helps to be &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt;") Most dealers know what they have, so be sure to not insult them by pointing out each and every little scratch, I'm sure you wouldn't do that, but I'm always amazed by the littany of complaints potential buyers sometimes make regarding a piece they want to buy. The dealer will give you a better price, or not. If you harrass them, it's not going to make the price any better, sometimes it goes &lt;em&gt;up&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-hn5Yf9nI/AAAAAAAACvw/xNTfd_YF0MI/s1600-h/childcupb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219568199936243314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-hn5Yf9nI/AAAAAAAACvw/xNTfd_YF0MI/s400/childcupb.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A sweet &lt;em&gt;Victorian Child's "Gift" Cup&lt;/em&gt;. These were sold to be given as gifts to little children for holidays, birthdays, or for being the top student. Sweet, no chips, no cracks (perfect matters if you are going to resell, for myself sometimes a chip is okay) added to the growing collection of Porcelain in my cart! This reminds me to tell you to bring a few &lt;em&gt;old towels&lt;/em&gt;, and maybe some &lt;em&gt;bubblewrap&lt;/em&gt; in your cart. Most vendors of breakables will wrap for you, but some will be out of bubblewrap. So I try to throw some bath towels and bubblewrap in the bottom of the cart to protect my new babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-hoCmk6wI/AAAAAAAACv4/SlGn6jvxnuE/s1600-h/chocpotb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219568202411207426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-hoCmk6wI/AAAAAAAACv4/SlGn6jvxnuE/s400/chocpotb.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;The strange thing about Flea Markets is that often, it seems that a certain &lt;em&gt;kind&lt;/em&gt; of item is everywhere! Sometimes, it seems that almost every vendor has to die for Millinery Flowers and Lace. Other times, it's wonderful Bark Cloth, or Baby Items. This time, it was Porcelain! I couldn't pass up the &lt;em&gt;Antique Limoges Chocolate Pot&lt;/em&gt; either&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Beautiful, finding the cups would have been a real coup, but this one pot will do very nicely. Again, this is a pricey piece, but totally worth it. Love the soft colors, the shape, and the fact that hot &lt;em&gt;chocolate&lt;/em&gt; was served in here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-iXnpZlqI/AAAAAAAACwQ/7NJ8joX5iDE/s1600-h/pmer34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219569019809011362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SG-iXnpZlqI/AAAAAAAACwQ/7NJ8joX5iDE/s400/pmer34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, I will show you something I bought that I loved, although it is not at all related in any way to anything else in my cart that day. This old, old Sea Sprite painting. From the early 1900's, painted on the antique Academy Board, by an amateur. Mr. FGH raised his eyebrows when I put her and another (less clothed) painting in the cart, but there is something sweet about this girl and her friend. I love the old Beach Cottage Look, so in the summertime am drawn to anything with shells, or beach themed. Still in my palette, it's old enough, these were not terribly expensive, so I bought them. I don't know what my point is here, just that sometimes you will find something that doesn't really "go" with everything else, but for some strange reason you love it. If it's afforable, and you love it, I say &lt;em&gt;buy&lt;/em&gt; it! You can always find a spot for it at home somewhere, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/best-buys.html" title="Best Buys" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=7728537040265552730" title="17 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7728537040265552730/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/7728537040265552730" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/7728537040265552730" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-6033829583910507852</id><published>2008-07-02T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:28:28.832-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flea markets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Business Bliss" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flea market hints" /><title type="text">More Flea</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As promised, here are some of the rest of the shots of the Long Beach Fleamarket. There is so much to see! If you have never, or rarely, been to any kind of fleamarket, please don't buy anything right away if it's really expensive. (Unless it's to &lt;em&gt;die&lt;/em&gt; for, you LOVE it, and you've &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; wanted one!) There are a lot of wonderful looking items out there, at various price points. Once you have looked around, or been to a few fleamarkets, you will know what I mean. You will develop a "certain sense" about things. Some things are too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGugkiMGLxI/AAAAAAAACtM/SvsOIQ96Ha0/s1600-h/wrth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218441142752128786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGugkiMGLxI/AAAAAAAACtM/SvsOIQ96Ha0/s400/wrth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Like this great looking &lt;em&gt;column&lt;/em&gt;. Looks fabulous. The vendor told me it was antique, from France. It was pretty easy to see, though, that it was made not too long ago, of composite. Those same vendors that are so hard working, and get up before it's human to do so, well, some of them aren't exactly known for a) telling the truth or b) knowing about the things they sell. Most vendors are honest, knowlegeable and delight in sharing what they know about their wares. There are a few whose noses grow as the day gets longer. But you will be able to tell who those are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGugk-pi51I/AAAAAAAACtU/NyhCodmpZs8/s1600-h/seltzer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218441150391838546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGugk-pi51I/AAAAAAAACtU/NyhCodmpZs8/s400/seltzer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I loved these &lt;em&gt;Seltzer Bottles&lt;/em&gt;! For some reason I didn't buy any, probably because I was too busy taking the perfect shot for all of you. :) Or maybe they were priced way too high. Either way, there are many people who collect these. This is how you used to make "Egg Cream Soda's" long ago. They are a great decorative item, and actually quite avidly collected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGugbHd5w8I/AAAAAAAACsk/cQtprwzTqnU/s1600-h/sachet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218440980960232386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGugbHd5w8I/AAAAAAAACsk/cQtprwzTqnU/s400/sachet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Once in awhile you can find beautifully hand~made things at a flea market. Like in this booth, this girl has the prettiest, well~made &lt;em&gt;Lavender Sachets&lt;/em&gt;. They are just outstandingly beautiful, and she does a great display, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGugbRkss6I/AAAAAAAACss/dFv4q4BwAcA/s1600-h/silver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218440983673090978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGugbRkss6I/AAAAAAAACss/dFv4q4BwAcA/s400/silver.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Here is one of the things I love, but try not to buy. &lt;em&gt;Silver&lt;/em&gt;. This dealer always shows me if she has a piece of wonderful, unusual Silver for me. I have a lot. That's the only reason I don't buy it. These days, it has to be Victorian, and really, really gorgeous for me to plunk down any cash for Silver. We are more than well~equipped chez moi in the Silver Department. So much so, that some of my pieces have to be released from their storage to be used in &lt;a href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/06/repurpose.html"&gt;different ways&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGugbl9ACOI/AAAAAAAACs0/_msebVCRveI/s1600-h/urns1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218440989143730402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGugbl9ACOI/AAAAAAAACs0/_msebVCRveI/s400/urns1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I really loved these huge &lt;em&gt;Urns&lt;/em&gt;. But they were &lt;em&gt;way&lt;/em&gt; too expensive, even for this "oh, it's for my business" girl. (okay, so once in a while I use that as an excuse!) They are not all that old. This is one area that is very dicey, Garden Antiques. I would only buy things like this from a vendor I trusted, and respected, like &lt;a href="http://gardenantqs.blogspot.com/"&gt;this dealer&lt;/a&gt;. It's very easy to stick a pair of newish iron Urns in the back yard for a few months, let them rust a bit, and call them "antique"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGugb5UJSJI/AAAAAAAACs8/ko1WrJSXdw4/s1600-h/white.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218440994341079186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGugb5UJSJI/AAAAAAAACs8/ko1WrJSXdw4/s400/white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I still love all the &lt;em&gt;White Painted Furniture&lt;/em&gt;. This piece with the wire fronts was so very cute, loved the metal topped little table on the left, too. But I don't have room, and don't sell that, so pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGugcZAt4qI/AAAAAAAACtE/7NMf1YjDVZY/s1600-h/whitebot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218441002849526434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGugcZAt4qI/AAAAAAAACtE/7NMf1YjDVZY/s400/whitebot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;More of those fabulous&lt;em&gt; Bottles&lt;/em&gt;. Hopefully next time this vendor will be there, these really are amazingly wonderful, and pretty darn cheap at $3.00 to $5.00 each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGufuX9XY6I/AAAAAAAACr8/Opg6jbFBSyQ/s1600-h/perf6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218440212293051298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGufuX9XY6I/AAAAAAAACr8/Opg6jbFBSyQ/s400/perf6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;These are &lt;em&gt;Vintage Fenton Perfume Bottles&lt;/em&gt;. They are very pretty. I rarely buy glass, although I did buy a pair of Pink Perfume Bottles, which I will show you in a later post. I didn't buy any of these either. pass. They were in perfect condition, though, and well priced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGufy4NBGWI/AAAAAAAACsE/ABoj4AluXBg/s1600-h/plate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218440289668110690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGufy4NBGWI/AAAAAAAACsE/ABoj4AluXBg/s400/plate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A sweet &lt;em&gt;Portrait Cabinet Plate&lt;/em&gt;. This was an "almost" ~ she is quite beautiful. Priced to sell, but I passed her up any way. The minute I put her down, someone else took her, so she has a new home, don't worry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGuf0iaP4JI/AAAAAAAACsM/hM_R9_x2iuE/s1600-h/pulls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218440318177763474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGuf0iaP4JI/AAAAAAAACsM/hM_R9_x2iuE/s400/pulls2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;These &lt;em&gt;Glass Pulls&lt;/em&gt; are mostly new. But look at those candy colors! If you have a dresser or cabinets to dress up, this is the place to look for these vintage or vintage looking drawer and door pulls. (write how many you need in that little notebook!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGuf0lTNW9I/AAAAAAAACsU/8t5qgX2p2lw/s1600-h/rhine1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218440318953544658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGuf0lTNW9I/AAAAAAAACsU/8t5qgX2p2lw/s400/rhine1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;There are boxes and boxes of serious&lt;em&gt; Rhinestone Bling&lt;/em&gt; here. Pins, Bracelets, Earrings, you name it. I would love to sift through these one time, but my lovely assistant, Mr. FGH, gets a glazed and panicked look in his eyes when I stop here. So I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGuf6boiGGI/AAAAAAAACsc/ZQDodlgIg8M/s1600-h/rosedishes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218440419437844578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGuf6boiGGI/AAAAAAAACsc/ZQDodlgIg8M/s400/rosedishes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Some vendors specialize in a theme. Like&lt;em&gt; Roses&lt;/em&gt; ~ my favorite. This vendor has everything from Rose Dishes, to Rose Hankies to Rose Books. Love her booth. Didn't buy anything this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGufUkV67gI/AAAAAAAACrU/i94AvrbUU0Y/s1600-h/junque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218439768940670466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGufUkV67gI/AAAAAAAACrU/i94AvrbUU0Y/s400/junque.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also love the booths that sort of don't have a theme. Like this one. This vendor sets up an interesting display each month, using whatever colors and things she has. One month she may have primary colors, like this above, the next month she might bring all pastels. I probably should have asked about the large metal basket, but I think I might still have one or two in storage. (hoping Mr. FGH doesn't read this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGufUzmFpPI/AAAAAAAACrc/r1sPcBwOfpQ/s1600-h/lamps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218439773035013362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGufUzmFpPI/AAAAAAAACrc/r1sPcBwOfpQ/s400/lamps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Loved these vintage &lt;em&gt;Metal Lanterns&lt;/em&gt;, how great would these be on posts in your garden? Not too old, probably mid-century, and I would replace that gold glass, but these would make a great statement. Even though they are not too old, expect to pay a bit for these, as they are huge. Totally worth it if you have "the vision."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGufVASmbXI/AAAAAAAACrk/e-enVplzSpw/s1600-h/IMG_2908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218439776442936690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGufVASmbXI/AAAAAAAACrk/e-enVplzSpw/s400/IMG_2908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Linens&lt;/em&gt; are in abundance at all flea markets. I look for drop~dead gorgeous, and there can't be any holes, or stains. A tiny spot is okay, if the cloth is really old, or the colors and theme are extremely desirable. (Think Pink Roses, Barkcloth, Cherries, Pansies etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGufVeLaRvI/AAAAAAAACrs/FJqyDeYW3Q4/s1600-h/manne4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218439784465843954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGufVeLaRvI/AAAAAAAACrs/FJqyDeYW3Q4/s400/manne4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There were quite a few &lt;em&gt;Mannequins&lt;/em&gt;. These are all pretty new, so I didn't buy any. But if you wanted to paint them, any one of these girls would be quite lovely, and you should be able to buy one for under $50.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGufWK3RToI/AAAAAAAACr0/g5mSPsJIU2Q/s1600-h/nutcups.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218439796460965506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGufWK3RToI/AAAAAAAACr0/g5mSPsJIU2Q/s400/nutcups.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vintage Paper Nut Cups&lt;/em&gt;. Sigh. This is one of my ultimate weaknesses. Vintage and Antique Paper. If there had been more of the Pink ones, they would be piled up on my desk in my office, right now. Yellow is not a color I can sell, or love, personally. It is not in my color "palette"~ that is one thing that is very helpful, to know what your color palette is. This rules out many wonderful things that you &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to, but should &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;, buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGue0z4ygPI/AAAAAAAACqs/apDVRXes0dE/s1600-h/frchairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218439223357636850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGue0z4ygPI/AAAAAAAACqs/apDVRXes0dE/s400/frchairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These vintage &lt;em&gt;French Style Chairs&lt;/em&gt; are in my color pallete. But I don't need them, and they would need extensive repair and upholstery. If I needed them, I would have bought them, though. They were amazingly comfortable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGue16Nz04I/AAAAAAAACq0/wnvnjJnT9Kg/s1600-h/frtprs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218439242236285826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGue16Nz04I/AAAAAAAACq0/wnvnjJnT9Kg/s400/frtprs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;These &lt;em&gt;Wicker Purses&lt;/em&gt; were so cute! If the fruits were Velvet instead of Plastic, they might have gone home with me. Or if they were Red and Pink Velvet Strawberries. But not Plastic. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGue2HrzMOI/AAAAAAAACq8/udJwSAc8hw0/s1600-h/hats1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218439245851734242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGue2HrzMOI/AAAAAAAACq8/udJwSAc8hw0/s400/hats1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took this photo to show how savvy this vendor is! It was a boiling hot day. He sold inexpensive &lt;em&gt;Hats&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Parasols&lt;/em&gt;. By the time I left a few hours later, almost all the hats and quite a few parasols had sold. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGue2ZIwI5I/AAAAAAAACrE/oFAL_JrDcMY/s1600-h/holy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218439250536571794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGue2ZIwI5I/AAAAAAAACrE/oFAL_JrDcMY/s400/holy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love vintage &lt;em&gt;Religous Artifacts&lt;/em&gt;. This dealer always has a bunch from Mexico. Once in a while he has some real antique ones. This is an area of collecting (and buying) very much like the Garden Antiques. You have to either&lt;em&gt; love&lt;/em&gt; it, or know &lt;em&gt;what it is&lt;/em&gt; to pay the big bucks. This dealer has fair prices, and he will tell you truthfully about each item, and I always stop in to see what's new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGue2U1sEiI/AAAAAAAACrM/OjDOtVPnDGM/s1600-h/IMG_2902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218439249382871586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGue2U1sEiI/AAAAAAAACrM/OjDOtVPnDGM/s400/IMG_2902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sweet&lt;em&gt; Chair&lt;/em&gt;, loved the Pink Petit Point upholstery. My guess is no one bought her yet by the time I took her photo because she is rather "angular", and those tacks. Poor thing, she can't help it she is not more curvy. Hope someone still loved her enough to take her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGud8c6s-RI/AAAAAAAACqA/RpKJsX2P3SA/s1600-h/b%26g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218438255118973202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGud8c6s-RI/AAAAAAAACqA/RpKJsX2P3SA/s400/b%26g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ack! More of that &lt;em&gt;Vintage Ephemera&lt;/em&gt; (paper) I love. Great Brides and Grooms, mid-century, so not old enough for me, but very very cute! If I were having any kind of Wedding Shower this year I would have bought these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGud87s2BSI/AAAAAAAACqI/K-ILZy745pk/s1600-h/blueprom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218438263382344994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGud87s2BSI/AAAAAAAACqI/K-ILZy745pk/s400/blueprom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are racks and racks of &lt;em&gt;Vintage Clothes&lt;/em&gt;. I pulled this vintage 1950's Prom Dress out of the rack to take her photo. She is still amazing, no? Every single Light Blue Tulle piece was in place. Love this! But I already have a Lavender one hanging off a peg rack in my office. So had to pass. Not without a twinge, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGud82lLKMI/AAAAAAAACqQ/BBzUbky8l6o/s1600-h/booth2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218438262007998658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGud82lLKMI/AAAAAAAACqQ/BBzUbky8l6o/s400/booth2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A few spaces I passed, but liked enough to share with you. I didn't even really give more than a flash~look to these, although this vendor artfully displayed everything. Not really my palette, though, and not old enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGud9UpOaqI/AAAAAAAACqY/kAQ6zOdj8Fw/s1600-h/chairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218438270078053026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGud9UpOaqI/AAAAAAAACqY/kAQ6zOdj8Fw/s400/chairs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;These vintage &lt;em&gt;Metal Chairs&lt;/em&gt; are not even close to anything I want, buy or usually am drawn to. But I loved these! I am sure that these were snapped up by a young couple who are really into Mid-Century for their home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGud92oUZ5I/AAAAAAAACqg/tys93igWJew/s1600-h/cherub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218438279201056658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGud92oUZ5I/AAAAAAAACqg/tys93igWJew/s400/cherub.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A pair of large &lt;em&gt;Cherubs&lt;/em&gt;. Cherubs are one of things on my "always" list, but these, though cute, are not old enough, and composite. (Okay, I'll admit it, I'm a cherub snob) I bet these were sold though, because if you wanted to paint these white, or not, they make a great statement in your home or garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's it for today. Next time, I'll show off a few things I bought. In the meantime, I wish you a very happy July 4th weekend! I'm going to be on a backyard vacation for the next few days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps. I met four people who read this blog last Sunday. It's so fun to meet all of you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-flea.html" title="More Flea" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=6033829583910507852" title="31 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6033829583910507852/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/6033829583910507852" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/6033829583910507852" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-2902504832571322431</id><published>2008-06-30T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:29:14.866-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flea markets" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Business Bliss" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flea market hints" /><title type="text">Let's Go to the Flea Market!</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think flea markets are the &lt;em&gt;most&lt;/em&gt; fun, but also the most challenging places to hunt treasure, because they offer such a huge variety of "finds" in one place. Some flea markets are beautiful, filled with outstanding stalls where the merchandise is exquisitely displayed. (Marburger, Farm Chicks etc.) this often means that the prices are higher, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBK83lsDI/AAAAAAAACoo/QjXojei9bLI/s1600-h/blubott.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217702930935033906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBK83lsDI/AAAAAAAACoo/QjXojei9bLI/s400/blubott.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Flea Markets around here tend to be the "unload the truck on the pavement" kind of markets. Due to the weather in California (and yes, it does rain and the Markets are still "on" in heavy pouring rain!) they are a monthly event. If you wanted to, you could visit a different Flea Market each weekend. (I used to do that, but luckily now I can sleep in a few weeks!) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBLIrxUGI/AAAAAAAACow/johCCgQ1Gv0/s1600-h/barkcloth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217702934106689634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBLIrxUGI/AAAAAAAACow/johCCgQ1Gv0/s400/barkcloth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;These shots are from the Long Beach Flea Market, it was one of their bi~annual "Fifth Sunday" Markets. Sometimes these are fabulous, drawing sellers that don't usually sell in Long Beach. (think shop owners looking to liquidate their stock before the Gift Shows start, or before they go on some of their buying trips for new merchandise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBLRDOzQI/AAAAAAAACo4/caSjWRYIbqc/s1600-h/candelabra2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217702936352574722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBLRDOzQI/AAAAAAAACo4/caSjWRYIbqc/s400/candelabra2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Shopping at Flea Markets is fun, but it also takes some "know how". Here are some of the things I have learned over the years. Hopefully this will encourage some of you to start going to some of the flea markets in your area.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Go Early&lt;/strong&gt;. Unlike in France, where the Flea Market Stall Holders will make you wait while they drink their Cafe~au~lait til 9 or 10, it's a good thing to &lt;em&gt;come early&lt;/em&gt;. I usually don't go &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; early, because before 7:00am most spaces are not set up. But I see plenty of well~known shop owners or dealers carting out big pieces of wonderful furniture. So if you want to buy a great &lt;em&gt;big &lt;/em&gt;hutch, table or other large piece of furniture, early is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBLfPDgvI/AAAAAAAACpA/0fdwiFe8tYM/s1600-h/buggy5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217702940160262898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBLfPDgvI/AAAAAAAACpA/0fdwiFe8tYM/s400/buggy5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Take plenty of Cash.&lt;/strong&gt; I usually take at least $500. in cash, but then I shop for my business. You may want to make a budget, and take enough cash for that. Tuck in one or two checks, just in case you see the piece of your dreams, and you just spent your last dime. This really surprised me at first, but many dealers take checks, if they have to. (or if they know you) I wear a leather wallet, it has long straps and hangs around my neck. This way I don't worry about losing my money, and it's always easily accessible. Get a fanny pack or something else, something that will help you keep your money &lt;em&gt;on you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBL0tfARI/AAAAAAAACpI/gB_57gb2888/s1600-h/candychr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217702945925038354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBL0tfARI/AAAAAAAACpI/gB_57gb2888/s400/candychr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Wear comfortable shoes and clothes&lt;/strong&gt;. Forget your wonderful fashion sense, and wear comfortable clothing and especially shoes. Take a sweater or jacket, it's cold in the morning, but can heat up quite fast, so dress in layers. Don't dress&lt;em&gt; too&lt;/em&gt; nicely, either! Skip the designer clothes and bling, you want to mix in with the crowd, and not scream "Oh, raise the prices! raise the prices!" because you look like you are made of money. :) Take sunblock, a hat and sunglasses if it will be sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBgH98fuI/AAAAAAAACpQ/VatjgSM_Wnc/s1600-h/doors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217703294691737314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBgH98fuI/AAAAAAAACpQ/VatjgSM_Wnc/s400/doors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 4.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Take water, and a high-protein snack.&lt;/strong&gt; All that shopping may make you thirsty, and hungry. For the most part in the US. the only refreshments on hand are hot dogs, coffee, soda and doughnuts. (Long Beach has pretzels) so you will be thankful you brought along almonds, or a protein bar, and a bottle of water. I personally don't do this. I know it's &lt;em&gt;bad&lt;/em&gt;. But I take literally one or two sips of coffee before I go, and eat a string cheese or something. I don't buy soda's or drink huge amounts of water. I don't really want to break my "stride" and visit the bathrooms, which are often not the prettiest thing I've ever seen, so I rarely eat or drink at the Markets. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBgRf2ULI/AAAAAAAACpY/qkNvuMensJY/s1600-h/chande.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217703297249857714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBgRf2ULI/AAAAAAAACpY/qkNvuMensJY/s400/chande.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Take a small notebook or pad&lt;/strong&gt;. Small is fine, and a pen or pencil. This way you can write down some things. What you paid for a certain item. An address or website (or blog!) a dealer may tell you about. An idea for using something in a creative way you saw. And, if you buy something large, a vendor will keep it for you til the end, but make sure you take clear and descriptive notes about where your item &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt;. The last thing you want to do at the end of the day is run through aisles and aisles looking for your fabulous &lt;em&gt;thing&lt;/em&gt; you bought, but can't&lt;em&gt; find&lt;/em&gt; anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBgtj3O3I/AAAAAAAACpg/jTDU2DcZBbk/s1600-h/cheesedome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217703304782887794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBgtj3O3I/AAAAAAAACpg/jTDU2DcZBbk/s400/cheesedome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 6. Be Nice&lt;/strong&gt;. It sounds like this is a no~brainer. But I often &lt;em&gt;flinch&lt;/em&gt; at what I hear people say to vendors. They work hard gathering up all their items to sell to you. They get up before 3:00am most often, get in their trucks, and stand in line at 4:00am to get in the flea market to set up. By the time it's 10:00am they are tired. &lt;em&gt;Please&lt;/em&gt; don't ask them if they will take $3.00 for an item they have priced at $30.00. I have been tempted to throttle customers myself for being down right rude. Most dealers price their items with some negotiating room. I usually decide for myself what a certain item is worth to me before I ask "What is your best price?" smile. In time, figuring out a fair asking price will become second nature to you. If I think the price is already a "steal" I don't ask. Many of the vendors will give me a better price, just because they know me, and I always try to shop with them. And I smile, and stay polite. It should be a joyful win~win transaction. If it's too much (and believe me, there are vendors out there who charge higher prices than I see in most of the tony Antique Stores around here!) say "Thank you!" and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBg3HGBPI/AAAAAAAACpo/51YJ3Xnjh8k/s1600-h/dogs1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217703307346576626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBg3HGBPI/AAAAAAAACpo/51YJ3Xnjh8k/s400/dogs1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Take your tools.&lt;/strong&gt; A &lt;em&gt;measuring tape&lt;/em&gt;, a &lt;em&gt;magnet&lt;/em&gt;, and a &lt;em&gt;magnifying glass&lt;/em&gt; are all great to take along. If you know the measurements of your walls (put in your little notebook!) you can measure the huge cabinet to see if it will work for you. The magnifying glass is always great to check out marks, and look for chips, and hairline cracks on porcelain pieces. (I also always &lt;em&gt;feel&lt;/em&gt; porcelain and glass with my fingertips for breaks and chips) The magnet will not stick to: Brass, Bronze, Copper, Sterling, and Gold. (a magnet &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; stick slightly to some Sterling, but not like it will stick to Silver Plate!) I take a &lt;em&gt;cart&lt;/em&gt;. It's almost a must, it holds your things, your arms won't fall off carrying your fabulous finds around all morning. If you are a ditz like me, bring an assistant. I have to take Mr. FGH. He is in charge of the cart. (The few times he leaves the cart with me, I leave it somewhere because I have spotted the next treasure.) &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBhJw2qUI/AAAAAAAACpw/Kogb5taDoLQ/s1600-h/lzchr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217703312353569090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGkBhJw2qUI/AAAAAAAACpw/Kogb5taDoLQ/s400/lzchr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( This chair was a steal at $20.00, but it needed lots of work, and MR. FGH didn't love it!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Buy what you LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;. Know what you need, and be strict with yourself. If you haven't gone to many flea markets, you will find a ton of things you LOVE. Be selective. But when you &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; find something you love, hold it in your hand. Or put your hand on it if it's big. Possession is 9/10th of the law, at the flea, it's 100%. Don't put the item down until you are&lt;em&gt; sure&lt;/em&gt; you aren't going to buy it. Believe me, once you look interested, all of a sudden three other people want it. If you ponder too long, or let go of the item, someone else will buy it. And if you find something you totally &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;, the price is right, you have &lt;em&gt;no &lt;/em&gt;idea what to do with it but you absolutely &lt;em&gt;must&lt;/em&gt; have it... ignore the being strict with yourself and buy it anyway! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;HAVE FUN! And forgive yourself if you make mistakes. (you saw the thingie of your dreams, and you let it get away) I still do that. Just looking at my photographs this morning makes me realize I should have bought some of the beautiful aqua bottles. I forgive myself, I accept my imperfections, so should you. Next time...more shots of the Flea Market, and maybe some of the things I bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/06/lets-go-to-flea-market.html" title="Let's Go to the Flea Market!" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=2902504832571322431" title="32 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2902504832571322431/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/2902504832571322431" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/2902504832571322431" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-6224148104438292370</id><published>2008-06-27T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:30:24.782-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recipes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Summer Drinks" /><title type="text">Favorite Spritzer</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGWRuQKv1jI/AAAAAAAACoA/TpUhXZofZXU/s1600-h/drinks1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216735967178642994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGWRuQKv1jI/AAAAAAAACoA/TpUhXZofZXU/s400/drinks1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been so very, very &lt;em&gt;hot&lt;/em&gt; around here. Summer time is in full swing! Thank goodness we have an ocean breeze, other wise I'm &lt;em&gt;sure&lt;/em&gt; we would all wilt. Because we live by the ocean, almost no one has airconditioning, so days like this will find me in the yard, under the shade of the gingko tree if at all possible. This is the perfect time to make a refreshing Spritzer. I love making these, they are so easy, and you can have them with wine, or without.  The glasses are due back at FrenchGardenHouse.com mid July! (they sell out quickly, aren't they so cute?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGWRvRnY8KI/AAAAAAAACoI/qSSAm6YT0tc/s1600-h/drinks2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216735984747081890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGWRvRnY8KI/AAAAAAAACoI/qSSAm6YT0tc/s400/drinks2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;To make this refresher &lt;em&gt;Pomegranate Spritzer&lt;/em&gt;, I just add about half a (large) bottle of Pomegranate Juice to one bottle of sweet white wine, such as a Riesling, or you can use a sparkling white wine, too. Squeeze in a little Lime Juice, and add a little touch of sugar, if you like it a little sweet. Perfect for a hot summer afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGWRvju3IZI/AAAAAAAACoQ/8ZYJBNOUPKY/s1600-h/drinks3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216735989610258834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGWRvju3IZI/AAAAAAAACoQ/8ZYJBNOUPKY/s400/drinks3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Another of my favorites is a &lt;em&gt;Lime Mint Spritzer&lt;/em&gt;. Stir together one bottle of white wine (Riesling), 1/2 cup Lime Simple Syrup (see below), 1/2 cup mint from the garden, 1 cup Sprite, and 1 cup sparkling water. So yummy! You can skip the wine and just add more Sprite if you would like a non~alcholic drink (which I mostly make).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lime Syrup:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup water&lt;br /&gt;1 cup Sugar&lt;br /&gt;3/4cup lime zest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a med. saucepan over med-high heat, bring the water, sugar and lime zest to a boil. Simmer 5 minutes, strain thru a sieve. Let the syrup cool before you use it. (I don't strain it all that well, I don't mind the little green shredded Lime in the drinks) This is fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGWRv-SP8aI/AAAAAAAACoY/M1YmW8DWF14/s1600-h/drinks4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216735996738007458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGWRv-SP8aI/AAAAAAAACoY/M1YmW8DWF14/s400/drinks4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;Happy weekend! Hope you enjoy the weather, and have a few relaxing moments to enjoy a cool drink with your family and friends. I'll be going to a wonderful fleamarket on Sunday, so hopefully I won't be too excited about all the treasures to forget to take pictures....I know you so enjoy seeing them. (It's just that I'm a klutz, I can't even remember my own cart. Thank goodness MR. FGH goes with me, whenever he leaves me in charge of the cart for a few minutes, I loose it. I just get so carried away with all the great finds, I have tunnel vision!)ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGWRvzu3wQI/AAAAAAAACog/pn__JbVUQNc/s1600-h/drinks+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216735993905266946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGWRvzu3wQI/AAAAAAAACog/pn__JbVUQNc/s400/drinks+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My apologies to &lt;a href="http://heatherbullard.typepad.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt;, she has almost the exact same post, using the same glasses, even!! eek. She was first. way first. But I can honestly say I hadn't seen her post before I wrote this one. This just goes to show that like minded people think alike. And she is pretty darn nice company to be in. Sorry Heather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/06/favorite-spritzer.html" title="Favorite Spritzer" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=6224148104438292370" title="18 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6224148104438292370/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/6224148104438292370" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/6224148104438292370" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-9131302354023318597</id><published>2008-06-24T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T09:28:54.012-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Home" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Antique Doll" /><title type="text">Bits &amp; Pieces</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;There are a few places around here that are populated by little bits &amp;amp; pieces, lots of doll heads, arms and legs, little parts of &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt;, that lost their way. Once I see them, I can't help it, they have to come home with me. Maybe some day they will be "found" by their other parts, but until then, I let them happily play with some of their friends that are still complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGEeaeI2wyI/AAAAAAAACn0/K4flRpplHF4/s1600-h/dollsilver4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215483283587384098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGEeaeI2wyI/AAAAAAAACn0/K4flRpplHF4/s400/dollsilver4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The doll on the right is wrapped tightly in a well, umm, she calls it a dress, but it's really a brown strip of rags. She's really old, from the mid 1800's. The minute I spotted her in her Couture Gown, I knew she was meant for me. (to the horror of my shopping partner) She has just a few hairs plastered over the front of her head (like the Donald) but to me she is a beauty.  Her friend in the Carriage made of old tin cans is in her underwear! (no rags for her, she prefers the au naturel look) They are out on a stroll with a few German antique Sheep, one who broke her nose, but I still love her. (no it doesn't hurt)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGEZhue6f5I/AAAAAAAACns/zxDgt5aW8KQ/s1600-h/dollsivler51.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215477910675816338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGEZhue6f5I/AAAAAAAACns/zxDgt5aW8KQ/s400/dollsivler51.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here they are playing games in the Victorian Baby Cups with a pair of legs.  The broken nose sheep is really on her best behavior since she hasn't eaten the piece of chocolate cake (yet), although I think the little sheep is about to swipe a few sugar cubes out of the sugar pot. sigh. It's tough keeping the sheep in line, but they do add such charm, and the dolls really like their company (not neccessarily at tea time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SGEYPoIEw4I/AAAAAAAACnU/CIrxklXJyfQ/s1600-h/wedd1L.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/06/bits-pieces.html" title="Bits &amp; Pieces" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=9131302354023318597" title="22 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/9131302354023318597/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/9131302354023318597" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/9131302354023318597" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-7356704406956489674</id><published>2008-06-22T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T23:09:13.093-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Teddy Bears" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Business Bliss" /><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ophelia is the newest member of the FGH Teddies. She is quite a sweet young lady, just look at that face! She is wearing a hand made gown, and matching slip, and her floral circlet was made for her girl when she (&lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; Ophelia!) was in a Ballet in the early 1920's. Ophelia will probably join the Teddy Bear's Picnic, but she &lt;em&gt;won't&lt;/em&gt; get dirty...she is not a barbarian like her younger brothers and sisters, no, &lt;em&gt;she&lt;/em&gt; is a young lady! &lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SF87x4j64PI/AAAAAAAACmk/86aFhPfmcBc/s1600-h/lgbe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214952621700997362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SF87x4j64PI/AAAAAAAACmk/86aFhPfmcBc/s400/lgbe1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you go down down to the woods today&lt;br /&gt;You're sure of a big surprise&lt;br /&gt;If you go down to the woods today&lt;br /&gt;You'd better go in disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For every bear that ever there was&lt;br /&gt;Is sure of a treat today.&lt;br /&gt;There's lots of marvelous things to eat&lt;br /&gt;And wonderful games to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beneath the trees where nobody sees&lt;br /&gt;They'll hide and seek as they please&lt;br /&gt;'Cause that's the way the Teddy Bears have their picnic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you go down to the woods today&lt;br /&gt;You'd better not go alone&lt;br /&gt;It's lovely down in the woods today&lt;br /&gt;But safer to stay at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For every bear that ever there was&lt;br /&gt;Will gather there for certain, because&lt;br /&gt;Today's the day the Teddy Bears have their picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picnic time for Teddy Bears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The little Teddy Bears are having a lovely time today&lt;br /&gt;Watch them, catch them unawares&lt;br /&gt;And see them picnic on their holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See them gaily gad about&lt;br /&gt;They love to play and shout;&lt;br /&gt;They never have any care;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At six o'clock their Mummies and Daddies,&lt;br /&gt;Will take them home to bed,&lt;br /&gt;Because they're tired little Teddy Bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SF87x4_lj2I/AAAAAAAACms/rTPSwTsne5w/s1600-h/lgbe4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214952621817040738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SF87x4_lj2I/AAAAAAAACms/rTPSwTsne5w/s400/lgbe4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/06/ophelia-is-newest-member-of-fgh-teddies.html" title="" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=7356704406956489674" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7356704406956489674/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/7356704406956489674" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/7356704406956489674" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-3315287245652095499</id><published>2008-06-21T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T18:56:59.670-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="French Bee Soaps" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="repurpose" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Home" /><title type="text">re*purpose</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SF1WF6r4tDI/AAAAAAAACmM/ZJOBVAWuuA8/s1600-h/soaps1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214418603217564722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SF1WF6r4tDI/AAAAAAAACmM/ZJOBVAWuuA8/s400/soaps1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was getting quite weary, just sitting there in the antique cabinet, waiting for a "fancy" dinner, or Thanksgiving, or Christmas. Imagine his joy when she lifted him out of his dark hiding place, to be in a light filled small room, with a fresh breeze playing with the white lace curtains. Here he sits, for now, perched on a friend from the closet (sorry, I can't help standing&lt;em&gt; on&lt;/em&gt; you, she put me here!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Filled with &lt;a href="http://www.frenchgardenhouse.com/catalog.php?item=112"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;French Bee Soaps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, ready for someone to choose one to wash with. Oh joy! No more gravy for him, for now, atleast. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/06/repurpose.html" title="re*purpose" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=3315287245652095499" title="12 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3315287245652095499/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/3315287245652095499" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/3315287245652095499" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-162692749453660926</id><published>2008-06-19T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T07:34:47.303-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Children's Books" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Tasha Tudor" /><title type="text">Rest Sweetly, Childhood Friend</title><content type="html">&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SFsDtYNGTBI/AAAAAAAACmE/a9E6qF4X8Wo/s1600-h/9d8740e7a959491ca3cfc0ff55f07113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213765071737867282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SFsDtYNGTBI/AAAAAAAACmE/a9E6qF4X8Wo/s400/9d8740e7a959491ca3cfc0ff55f07113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today the email came, that Tasha Tudor, so very long one of my most favorite writers, illustrators and well, just &lt;em&gt;person,&lt;/em&gt; has died surrounded by her family and friends, at her Vermont home, yesterday on June 18. She was 92.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SFsDkOe29WI/AAAAAAAAClc/7v9NTHx0RZc/s1600-h/141314512_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213764914509182306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SFsDkOe29WI/AAAAAAAAClc/7v9NTHx0RZc/s400/141314512_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;For many, many years, I absolutely loved her books. As a little girl, going to the library was such a thrill for me, even more so when I got to check out a "Tasha" book! Her books were everything I wanted in my world, sweet, full of flowers, little animals, and everything homey and kind. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SFsDkMviFYI/AAAAAAAAClk/VLSph0qbDHE/s1600-h/141314448_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213764914042246530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SFsDkMviFYI/AAAAAAAAClk/VLSph0qbDHE/s400/141314448_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now that I am going to be a Grandmama, I have a little collection of books by Tasha that I treasure, and can't wait to snuggle up in bed or a big comfy chair to read with my little grand girl. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SFsDkQ4iAiI/AAAAAAAACls/XWD0COPp-FM/s1600-h/102141993_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213764915153732130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SFsDkQ4iAiI/AAAAAAAACls/XWD0COPp-FM/s400/102141993_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tasha's family has their own website, find it &lt;a href="http://www.tashatudorandfamily.com/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;. You can sign up for the newsletter, letting you know about original paintings and prints for sale, as well as special family recipies, life at the Tudor Farm, and many other things. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SFsDkU0jWFI/AAAAAAAACl0/nCJngncys0Q/s1600-h/100133112_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213764916210784338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SFsDkU0jWFI/AAAAAAAACl0/nCJngncys0Q/s400/100133112_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tasha Tudor was a woman who relished her independence, and who saw beauty in the simplest things. She could make anything look lovely, and worthwhile. In her career, she wrote around 100 (!) books, and although the stories are good, it's the illustrations I held dear to my heart as a little girl, and still do. There is a memorial site for her &lt;a href="http://www.tashatudor.legacy.com/LMW/HomePage.aspx"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; where you can read her obiturary, and sign her guest book for her family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SFsDkjFl0XI/AAAAAAAACl8/Cwrp7gu8ZAQ/s1600-h/100132291_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213764920040345970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SFsDkjFl0XI/AAAAAAAACl8/Cwrp7gu8ZAQ/s400/100132291_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Einstein said that time is like a river, it flows in bends. If we could only step back around the turns, we could travel in either direction. I'm sure it's possible. When I die, I'm going right back to the 1830s. I'm not even afraid of dying. I think it must be quite exciting." ~Tasha Tudor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Rest happily, my childhood friend. I'm picturing you in a turn of the (1800's!) farmhouse, with your darling Corgi's by your side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;all illustrations copyright Tasha Tudor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/2008/06/rest-sweetly-childhood-friend.html" title="Rest Sweetly, Childhood Friend" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4442475042318886012&amp;postID=162692749453660926" title="21 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://littlefrenchgardenhouse.blogspot.com/feeds/162692749453660926/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/162692749453660926" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4442475042318886012/posts/default/162692749453660926" /><author><name>FrenchGardenHouse</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07121507761140372411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4442475042318886012.post-2878590900060515511</id><published>2008-06-17T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T18:56:30.026-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Business Bliss" /><title type="text">Weekly Favorites</title><content type="html">&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SFf-byxPqfI/AAAAAAAACk8/nogLWF7Niuc/s1600-h/Copy+of+chfan7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212914847142881778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_e_jk4zf-7Os/SFf-byxPqfI/AAAAAAAACk8/nogLWF7Niuc/s400/Copy+of+chfan7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is one of my most favorites this week. This teeny tiny little Fan, for a petite Marie~in~waiting. (but not quite that old!) The little wood sticks are decorated with Silver, and the front guardstick has tiny little light Blue French Silk Bows.&lt;br /&