Thursday, January 22, 2009

Prayers Needed and Treasures Found



A special prayer request for Kate @ '.... SHAMBLES MANOR' and her younger sister. They just learned the results of medical tests that were done recently and they weren't good. Kate's sister has been diagnosed with small cell lung cancer. This is the same type of cancer that my mother battled with 8 years ago. Let's offer as many prayers as possible and send them across that big pond, requesting that the pain and the fears that Kate's sister will be experiencing will be eased. Prayers going up here Kate......
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As I promised yesterday, here are some of the treasures we found in Louisiana.

This authentic Indian blanket was a great find. Our dining room and kitchen has a Southwest Native American theme so the new treasure folded in half, made for the perfect table cloth.



This wood carving was perfect to set in the opening between the kitchen and living room. She holds a wee bird in her hand and her hair is blowing as if there is a breeze, as often there is here on the mountain ridge. F.J. told me that he has had her for quite some time and was surprised that she hadn't gone before now. I told him it was because she was waiting for me.




This nifty straw hat spoke to me as I walked past it and ended up coming home with us to rest on the back of my rocking chair. It is just waiting for a sunny day and warm weather so we can work in the flower beds together.



This little pheasant planter caught my eye and I could picture either an ivy or African violet plant growing in it and sitting on the dining room window sill. The red, blue and golden lanterns were Christmas gifts from the children. I can hardly wait for warm weather so I can add candlesto them and hang them in the Pergola.




This is a replica of an antique 15th century wooden wheel clock. One of our friends in Louisiana collects clocks and he has quired one very much like this one. The only difference being, that the weights on his clock are two different sized rocks. There is no minute hand on these clocks. I guess the people of the 15th century only concerned themselves with the hours and not the minutes. It was a really fascinating time piece.






As we all know, not all treasures are found at an auction, flea market, thrift shop or in an attic. An important treasure found at our house during the winter months can be found in the freezer and 'Gumbo' marked on the container. I was down to my last jar of roux which is a very important ingredient in gumbo. In fact without the roux, you might as well throw it all out, because it won't be gumbo. I stocked up on few jars at the grocery store while I was in Louisiana...... They don't carry it here on the Yankee side of the Mason Dixon Line.
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Of course several of J.D.'s treasures finds came from another friend of ours that makes his own wine. He brought home bottles of blackberry, blueberry and golden pear wine. The golden pear wine was bottled in an antique 'Kickapoo' bottle. There is a story that goes with it.......
Any one that knows J.D. has at one time or another heard him respond to something told to him with "Well, Kickapoo Joy Juice!" When Dempsey saw that bottle he said he just had to buy it and fill it with some 'Joy Juice' for his buddy.
That's it for today, I will be back tomorrow with some more pictures to share. Until then, may your blessings be many and please don't forget Kate's sister in your prayers.



8 comments:

Kate said...

Thank you so much Jo ....
Love Kate x.

Linds said...

Of course I will be praying, Jo. I will pop over and say hi too.
Please tell me, what exactly is Roux? The roux for the gumbo?

Linds said...

I meant to say I just love your finds, especially that beautiful wood carving!

Jess said...

Prayers going up...

And great finds!

Have a good day
Love, jess

Mike Golch said...

Prayers are under way,and you can rest asured that I will post a request and a link to your site as well.

Sandee (Comedy +) said...

Mike sent me over. Prayers in progress.

Connie said...

Jo, You write so well. Your blog is so enjoyable and I am glad you are back home safe and sound.
Stop over to my blog as I have an award for you to pick up and place on yours.
Your kindness attracted me to your writing in the very beginning. Be well.....

Connie

Lanny said...

I remember that pheasant vase! My father received one filled with an arrangement from the local FTD florist from a friend when he had his heart attack. That would have been in 1969 or 70. Does that make it an antique yet? tee hee hee.