Old Lucketts Store

George and I traveled to northern Virginia to visit Old Lucketts Store. Yep, THAT Lucketts you’ve seen in Country Living, Flea Market Decor, Southern Living and other magazines.

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The drive there was quite picturesque; the Blue Ridge Mountain Range in the distance and the burbling Potomac.

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Styled as “vintage hip,” Lucketts is full of unique treasures and antiques. 

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2 Hour Delay :: A Beautiful Thing

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I almost wore my pajamas inside out last night. Hoping to go back to sleep, I barely opened my eyelids as I surveyed the early morning news crawl. A 2-hour delay! I’ll take it.

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It’s true. Coastal Virginians don’t know how to drive on snow or ice – to the ire and lamentation of my mid-west friends.

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Hardly an inch forecasted and we clear grocery store shelves.

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Wishing our northern neighbors safety and warmth during Winter Storm Juno – – Joanne

My Mom, Your Mom, Borrow a Mom

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Great Grandma's Bird Bath

Great Grandma’s Bird Bath

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My sisters and their families are gathering at our home today for

a shrimp boil/barbeque in honor of all the mothers.

I hope you are able to spend this day with your special someone – –

whether it be with your own mom or if you are borrowing someone else’s.

Have a good week! – – Joanne

 

 

 

 

 

Family Room: New Wall, New Floor, Wine

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Our home is in total chaos but, I feel ‘Pharrell happy!’ Open windows and fresh air, early morning birds and lawn mower buzz, barbecue smells wafting over the neighborhood . . .
 

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As of this weekend, we covered the floor joists with plywood, the new pipes are better supported and wall insulation added. One of my favorite tools is my electric stapler. Love the sound: “Click-thump, Click-thump!” Although it’s not as nice as the original 1960s wood, we did manage to find the same pattern in MDF paneling at Lowes. With primer and paint it’ll blend right in.

Ha! Wine bottle photo bomb ;)

Ha! Wine bottle photo bomb 😉



It wasn’t all work this past weekend. We managed to fit in a ‘scrum-dilly-ump-tious’ breakfast at Cracker Barrel, plant a few annuals, barbecue two nights in a row and sip a little wine. We’re sore, a little sun burnt, tired but feeling very accomplished.

How was your weekend?

Family Room: Part 1, Part 2, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6

Have a good week! – – Joanne

Grandma’s Treasures – Green Onions – Cleaning the Garage

As we reminisced (often hilarious) memories while closing Grandma’s turn-of-the-century home, we found many priceless treasures. The grandchildren were jubilant when upon finding a coffee can full of quarters on a closet floor their Great Grandmother told them to divide the booty amongst themselves (greedy buggers that they were). One sister lugged home a massive, broken concrete bird bath. The other, carefully wrapped a small child’s rope chair that my Grandmother and her siblings had sat in as children. I wanted the windows from the top of the carriage garage.

Yard overgrown, we found the shallow indent where the pool had once stood. I like to think of “Green Onions” playing in the background as we rode our “banana seat” bikes to swim at Grandma’s during those 1970s summers.

Splashing Dad and his "Bud"

Splashing Dad and his “Bud”

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Myself, sister Glenn & cousin Gail. Could those diving pads be any more dangerous? LOL. Good times!

Myself, sister Glenn & cousin Gail. Could those diving pads be any more dangerous? LOL. Good times!

Lazing about on the hammock, eating brown paper bag lunches. Grandma’s constant directive to “Hang that beach towel on the line.” Sunburned noses. Barbie’s(r), and cardboard box homes. The tire swing under the massive oak. What a blast!

Barbie's(R), cardboard homes & lemonade

Barbie’s(R), cardboard homes & lemonade. Check out those peonies!

The other day, as I was valiantly (yet not succeeding) to clean out the garage, I came upon a ratty old cloth sack. At that “just toss it all out” stage; something held me back. Instead, I carefully peeled it open – – hoping nothing live was inside. What a smile I had. A worn, handmade sack full of rocks and a note  written  in my Grandmother’s hand:

“Rocks from Alaska gold mine – ??? – 1945-46-47

given to me by the owner I forgot the name

LSW”

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I carefully washed the sack. Dusted off the “gold.” Shared with my mom.

More treasure from Grandma.

Have a good week! – – Joanne

Mutant Marigold

What is it?

What is it?


Didn’t know if It was a weed or a flower that hadn’t had a chance to bloom yet.

But, whatever, it was b-i-g. 

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We have had our share of rain and sultry heat – annnd I did use Miracle Grow . . .

At first, I was thinking: Marigold leaves.

Normal Marigold

Normal Marigold

But as the stem thickened and grew up-up-up, Saw Man just laughed that it was a hitch-hiking weed in my flower pot left by an errant robin.

Up - up - up!

Up – up – up!

So . . .  we decided to let nature take its course and see what would happen.

The stem got to be as thick as my finger and grew to about two feet (61 cm) tall!

Whoa!

Whoa!

The buds were huge.

“Something” was about to bloom.

It was a Marigold! Albeit, a Mutant Marigold.

Mutant Marigold, cousin to Seymour (Little Shop of Horrors)

Mutant Marigold, cousin to Seymour (Little Shop of Horrors)

Check out the size of these Mutant Marigold blooms compared to a normal Marigold (and the size of my hand)!

Wow!

Wow!

Ridiculously funny.

The shells in the background are about 2.5 inches (6.5 cm) for reference.

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Pretty

LOL, so now I have to listen to SM snicker about the size of that robin : \

Have a good week! – – Joanne