Thoughts of my youngest son (young at age 23!) came to mind as I set up my “new” booth for the month of August….”Industrial Vintage” was the name I chose to give it.  With a mixture of metal, glass and wood, I thought the name was justly deserved.  But my son being the architect that he is…well, would he agree on the term?!?   I think I’ll let my readers decide!

The creaky old ironing board was fitting…and somewhat reminiscent of my great grandma’s days.  And the washtub held significance all it’s own….from days of my Nanny soaking everything from clothes to garden veggies in it.

While the vintage school desk was unlike anything I remembered (and it should be noted that even I am vintage at this point in time!), it sparked a smile upon sight and I knew I should include it!  The vintage books add the charm of my own 4th grade days spent pouring over books …

And who doesn’t remember watering vegetables in the garden with a grandparent?!?  I sure do!

As the ideas began to flow and the items began to pile up, my thoughts went to the days of my own youth when Mom would have homemade cookies awaiting us after school… I’m sure she spent the greater part of her days in the kitchen just awaiting our arrival, and she was always there with a smile and a reassuring hug when the day didn’t go so well… “We’ll figure it out”….I never felt alone growing up!So whatever your tastes are today, journey back in time with me to see what I think was a bit of “industrial vintage” just waiting for its place in time!   I am sure the burlap and lace added then what I believe they add today…a touch of romanticism to an otherwise industrialized world of  work.  Enjoy the journey with me!

~ Connie