Where do they get all this neat stuff...it's a road trip baby...we all know all about it...right...so let's take a ride in the country...
See that lil' red SOLD tag...this great piece is going to our lil' friend Cathie for her new studio...lucky girl...lemme know when you want it delivered...
That was fun huh...for the best in the oldies and the settings to make you drool, check out Manley's Antiques, it's always a trip...say hello to Dave and LeeAnn...
Well, my search for 'Crack-head Babies', has taken me to Manley's. You can never have enough scouts out prowling for your goods.
When you walk into Dave and LeeAnn's shop, the smell of fresh finish is in the air, as Dave is lucky to have a workshop in the back of his store. They also live above the shop, which is two building attached in river-city style, but opened to each through a brick arch that was put in when they bought the two buildings. They have a beautiful view of the Mississippi River across the street from their second floor.
They have painstakingly restored the two structures inside and out, making them a perfect addition to the historic downtown district. A city that once teamed with throngs of shoppers and industry, a fascinating history in deed and one worthy of investigation...sounds like a posting to me...hmm...
Many thought the picture in my SSS was my kitchen, but in fact, it's a vignette set in Manley's Antique shop. LeeAnn and Dave have the most incredible gift for taking you by the hand and walking you through the past times and the morning sun was perfect shining through the windows. Their settings just make you want to come inside and have a cup of coffee and just sit a spell and visit. Although my kitchen is very similar, it is spoiled by the look of modern appliances...the fridge and the stove and a washer/dryer...but I think I will allow them to stay, as I'm not fond of hauling ice from the frozen river, though I do hang clothes outside on a line hooked to a tree, but there's nothing like a ice cold brew on a hot summer's day right outa the fridge.
I wish my kitchen looked that nice, I'm stripping my wood floors and my soap factory takes over my table and stove, but such is the life of the artisan...and it's just alright by me.