As I was growing up, our small, $26 a month rental was jam-packed with mis-matched, second-hand furnishings.
On Saturdays, I was Cinderella.
Dusting, polishing, and rearranging others’ cast offs very likely contributed to my love of vintage items.
However it wasn’t until my husband and I moved to New York’s Long Island in the 70s, that I realized my passion for antiques. It was probably triggered by our first major auction purchase, a massive, oak roll top desk.
Now a dinosaur, the roll top reminds us of the loving craftsmanship rarely seen nowadays.
Builds character. Saves the earth.
Poverty’s silver lining…old stuff.
hugmamma's MIND, BODY and SOUL 
Each piece another story. Enough fodder for your own book of short stories!
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I think Friday Fictioneers has helped improve my ability to get more bang for my buck…saying a lot more…with fewer words. As a result, I may be closer to getting something in print. We’ll see…
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Exciting!
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I’ll let one and all know when I’ve got something. hugs for the encouragement…I’ll keep plugging along.
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I admire that.
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hugs for your motivating words, Dawn. Lots of hugs…
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Back atcha mamma 😉
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Oh I completely agree. I can really identify with your story. Oh that old stuff is the best! What a nice story!
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Thanks, Linda! A number of others have expressed a love of the old. It’s really heartwarming to know that others cherish what some folks might cast away. I like to think the good spirits of all these vintage items are still out and about among us spreading loving vibes for all of us to absorb…if we want. hugs for the lovely comment.
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I love this glimpse into your world Millie. I want to climb into that cozy world… 🙂
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Drop in for a spot of tea, why don’t you? hugs for the wonderfully, cozy comment. 🙂
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Thanks Millie… we can all use a hug. 🙂
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My daughter read somewhere that in the seconds during which a hug is exchanged, there’s a positive energy that transfers from one to the other. I like to think the same happens even when we write it…hugs! 😆
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Well, I felt that! 😉 Hugs back.
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ha, ha. Instead of a prayer a day…I’ll be sending you a daily hug. Just because… 🙂
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Aww. That’s awesome!
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I really like your story! Your pictures are great and you have really cool stuff. I love old things – whatever they are – they have a history. Excellent!
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Thank you for weighing in on my old stuff. They make for a cozy environment which my husband and daughter love. They’re happy…I’m happy.
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I agree wholeheartedly! Good solid old furniture without all the chemicals and carcinogens far surpasses the mass produced crap we get new!
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Couldn’t have said it any better! hugs…
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Dear Millie,
Eclectic and lovely…both the writing and the photos.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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You’re the best, Rochelle! Straight from my heart…with hugs…
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Nicely done. Lovely pictures.
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Thanks, Sandra. I love your writing, so your comment is…gold.
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What a warm and lovely home and garden! I enjoyed your story very much.
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hugs for such a heartfelt comment. It means a lot…
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All of it – simply beautiful!
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I don’t write beautiful poems like you do, but I can do non-fiction. Fiction, if the spirit moves me. hugs for your lovely comment…
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Love old furniture as well and your garden.
janet
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Oh my gosh! Another old furniture afficionado. And a gardener as well? Friday Fictioneers has introduced me to great writers…and great friends. hugs…
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I love old furniture too. Good story.
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Nice to find like-minded folks. We’ve two things in common…old and writing.
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Yes always nice to mingle with kinder spirits. 🙂
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Love that! I like being labeled…a kinder spirit. Maybe I’ll write a post around that. hugs…lots of them…
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love the primitives… we share a passion…
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Delighted to meet another primitives afficionado. Please visit again…
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