Have you ever had a dream...something that you knew would be impossible, but if you wished hard enough and worked hard enough...it could really come true...WELL...
My Dad and brother and myself are collaborating on making it happen...
I'm getting my shop/garage/studio down at the Pink Chateau.
You know how Tasha Tuder lived out her dreams, well into old age, well this is my 'rabbit hole'
my retirement and the ground zero to make it all happen.
We're putting up a building...a 12X24 garage, it's not huge, but it's a start!
Then from this point on my empire will begin, as John, my new best friend, an Amish carpenter up near Sisters' Garden, will soon begin to build on my fantasy...
Finally a place for all of my vintage doors, many rabbit holes for intrepid junk pickers to reach their final destination...JUNKVILLE!!!
I went shopping yesterday, kind of out of a need for another table for my expanding soap biz(and who needs a need)right...heehee...
I have a big ol' timey kitchen, but no counter space, so I depend on tables and under tables to hold all the supplies and surface to carve my craft.
Soon I'll be making ol'timey lye soap for the new shop and work space is just a must!
Sweet huh...and while I was shopping I found these cute lil' pottery items too...
These soap batches drying on the new table are heading out to Alice in Castle Rock Colorado.
I love portraits of women...so now begins my collection for the new shop, a shop for women to dream dreams in and portraits of those that have dreamed...once upon a time...
...and as always, birdhouses, you can never have enough...right...
The shop will be painted white inside and out...the hours will be...if you see my truck I'm open...
I'll try to have 4 flea sales a year, hoping to get other vendors to set up for these too...
Piper will sell her candles here too, all herbal and floral scents, ol' timey garden variety smells to bring back the memories so long forgotten.
Long range plans are to have my chicken house built next summer, no one should ever have to rise alone in the morning without a rooster crowing into the sunrise...
This to me is paradise...
and mine will soon be complete!
Move over Alice, my wonderland cometh...
Thanks Dad and Bro...my mad hatters!!!
