A Curoius Little Cauldron and Memories

                                                                             I guess this post is about memories and dreams for the future. Do you ever wonder just where you are headed?  The house pictured above was my old home that I bought many years ago. There is a long story to this house; I first saw her when my children were quite young. We were on the way to Historic Halifax to tour the old houses there and detoured through another small town in Halifax county to look at the homes there. This house sat on a corner and my kids begged me to stop. They loved this place and we played pretend all the way back home. We talked about how many
 rooms might be there and where their rooms would be. Now being a single Mom it wasn't likely that any of those dreams would come true BUT many years later when I was looking for an old house to buy I contacted several realtor's in different small towns and asked about their listings. They very next day one of them sent me a package with the description of a house that had just come on the market. There was no picture but I remembered the town and the pretend day with my kids and I knew it was the same house and the price was to the dime the amount that I had to purchase a house with. Needless to say I made an offer the next day.      
                                                                  

I did so love this place and enjoyed many years there. I found out that the oldest part of the house dated to the early 1800's with a later addition in the 1860's. It was full of spirits that actually spoke to me often and many friends and relatives experienced this during the years I was there. Eventually I had to sell it. I just couldn't keep up with the constant repairs needed but I had many years of pure bliss painting and decorating and I miss her with my soul. 

Now I find myself thinking about the future. I was much younger when I bought that home but I'm heading somewhere; I can feel it. I just don't know if I'm brave or strong enough to follow my instincts. I hope I am.

I've been working on getting an Etsy shop opened and trying to get myself back to me. Back to my crafting and the joy of home and hearth. It seems that my day job has drained a lot from me but I'm determined to get back to my old self.

I found this little 3 legged cauldron a few weeks ago. At first I thought it was a newer pot until I saw all of the pitting inside. I'm thinking it hung by 3 chains over a fire. I love the way it feels in my hand. That's the way I shop; I can feel the sweetness and the sorrows of the things that I touch and they in turn touch my heart.

  

I'll be working on the shaker box this week. It is a reproduction but when I finish it can pretend that it has had life for many years.

I also have a plan for these old quilt blocks. I'll share this with you when I finish it.

And this is CC a 9 year old I rescued 2  years ago; I'll share her story with you another day.

And My dear Orpheus, she's been with my many years. She remembers the old house and  both of these babies bring so much light into my life. Thank you all for listening to my ramblings and for sharing your wonderful blogs with me. You give me hope!

Blessings Sallie