I live only a couple of miles away from where my Grandmother lived when I was a girl. But the fifties in New Mexico were longer ago than they are for most other places in the country. By that I mean that visiting my Grandma every weekend was more like visiting the thirties. We were that far behind the times then, and in many ways still are. We pumped a handle for a drink of cool water from a communal tin cup. That was the only plumbing on the premises. Dish water drained to the flower bed outside the kitchen window. The privy was out back. Grandma cooked tortillas on top of a cast iron woodstove summer and winter. So when I pine for "vintage" it's not just a fantasy. I prefer old to new. Patina over polished. Handmade versus made in China. And never more than in summer. . .
A vintage tablescape of last summer.
Seashells in a vintage ironstone serving bowl.
Vintage knows no country.
Crisp cornered summery white linens.
Can plastic ever get a chippy finish like this vintage garden urn?
Wildflowers in company with an old cracked pitcher.
Old metal garden stands are as coveted as someone else's slice of chocolate cake!
A hand crocheted tablecloth beneath dappled sunlight.
Gleaming ironstone pitchers.
For old-fashioned girls.
I even like dreaming in vintage!
I hope you're finding a bit of summertime vintage inspiration too!
Ciao! for now!
Jacqueline
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ReplyDeleteBrenda
I like to dream in Vintage also.
ReplyDeleteThese images are so beautiful. You inspire me if I haven't said that before.
ReplyDeleteI love these phots,I too long for the simplicity of the olden days, and more importantly the people I shared those times with.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing!
Elizabeth
You have my heart! I was born in the wrong time!
ReplyDeleteXO,
Jane
It never ceases to amaze me the connection we all have.I was raised quite similar to you only in Northern Ontario Canada.instead of totillas it was yeast bread, and we had snow but the rest was the same.We still are behind the times up here but I certainly share your love for vintage,, real vintage,,I'm your newest follower,, to join many,, you are very popualr,, I;m glad I found you!
ReplyDeleteCan you hear me echoing the statements above? As Brenda said, YOU are a keeper! ~ sarah
ReplyDeleteYour words match your beautiful images.
ReplyDeleteLovely post! :)
Oh! Every one of your photos is gorgeous eye candy! My most favorites are the tablecloth out uner the tree and the little girl in crisp white with her feet in the tin tub. They are so so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteOh Jacqueline what a lovely post. So dreamy.................... I'm completely in love with your vintage garden urn. I'm such a sucker for urns!
ReplyDeleteHugs,
Kelly
A wonderful post and such lovely photos!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post ! I love all the photos !
ReplyDeleteI like dreaming in vintage too...mostly whites!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post today, thank you!
Your pictures, vignettes and table settings always inspire me, thank you for those beautiful photos, you're one of my favorite blogs!
ReplyDeleteHave a lovely weekend!
XXX Ido
Oh what beautiful whites!! Your photos are gorgeous!!
ReplyDeleteThis is like visiting a white wonderland. It's a beautiful vision!
ReplyDeleteAnother wonderful post Jacqueline. I miss my grandparents so much, and reading your post brought back such fond memories. My maternal grandparents had a vacation lake house that was very small and rustic. It only had two bedrooms, but had a wonderful screen porch that ran the whole length of the back of the house. That was where my sister and I slept when we visited in the summer. The house had an outhouse for years before my grandfather finally added a bathroom. What fun times we had there.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing.
Denise at Forest Manor
Greetings, Jacqueline!
ReplyDeleteYour site is truly beautiful. I love last year's tablescape. Would you know anything at all about the bust of the girl reading? I have one that appears to be made of plaster and painted a bronze colour and wondered about its possible history...
Linda
What precious memories you've shared. The creams and textures of your lovely tablescape speak to the rich rewards of simple pleasures. Cherry Kay
ReplyDeleteSUBLIME!!!!
ReplyDeleteJacqueline,
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful post. Love the table cloth with the daises on it. Lovely white vintage in every picture. Thanks for linking this up to Home Sweet Home!
Sherry
Aaaahhhh, "vintage knows no country" love that, J! so glad you linked up this wonderful post.
ReplyDeletexoxo Debra
oooooh keep dreaming in vintage--they're lovely dreams!
ReplyDeletecome visit anytime. found you via myromantichome.
michele
Beautiful post. All of it is just pulled together...and no, plastic will never be anything but plastic!
ReplyDeleteSo dreamy! I love every single bit of vintage goodness pictured here! I so agree with you, Jacqueline. I'll take vintage over new any day.
ReplyDeleteSorry it has taken so long to visit. But the good news is, I just joined you as a follower and am featuring you tonight. ;)
Blessings,
Liz @ the Brambleberry Cottage
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