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catch the sun Waechtersbach sunny yellow caninsters wide Yes, the sunlight’s fading but contain yourselves Sydney. Don’t get SAD. Store some cool stuff in a happy place and brighten up the grey wet winter coming too soon #notready

Waechsterbach West German Canisters in yellow and black [sold already but now regretful, they looked so nice and sunny on my sideboard d’oh!…but they couldn’t have gone to a happier home, sounds like a cliche but seriously could not. ] They had been sitting inside the sideboard as I didn’t have the lids for so long, like over 2 years, and would you believe when I was finally spurred into looking for a keen customer, on Ebay around the corner, literally 5-10 ks away and on my way home later, they were also available on buy it now? And the seller responded straight away. I had my lids which did fit, what are the odds really? There were no others for sale anywhere in the world the same size. Solved and sold within the hour. Wait what did I just do? Ah… sweet yellow sunshine come back…

sugar sugar hornea stripe pineapple jam pot
Leadlight sun mirror from Camden markets, NFS, it’s super cool but only small fry. Wanting a big sun god. More of that later… Anyway the super sweet Hornsea Stripes and Pineapple jam pot are good to go. But may not last. You can grab them here

pyrex daisy casseroles sunburst mirror
Pyrex casseroles, this pattern’s often called Sunflowers though it’s actual name is Daisy, according to Pyrex Love. These two went fast, also gone before I had time to think. But always chasing more.

sunburst mirror sunny yellow retro canisters So, looking on the bright side… Worshipping our new Sunburst mirror. A souvenir of my time working on The Block. Shaynna Blaze decorated a room in Hollywood Regency style for the tv show Open House. See it  [and my graphics ] here. Of all the new retro style mirrors out there, this one IMO, is the super hot shining star. Shaynna nailed it. I caught the last one, sorry people. Got it from Mezzai. They may get more.

Not new but catch this
Eyes closed, could swear it’s Tim Rogers. No, it’s Doves = brilliant. Big new fan.

hornea canister sunflower glass leaves

THE SUNFLOWER MAIDEN

There was once a beautiful water-nymph called Clytie. She had wonderful golden hair, and every day she used to come forth from her pool, and comb it. It fell around her face in great waves, and shone in the sun like gold. Clytie loved the warmth of the sun. She used to watch for Apollo’s chariot to come through the gates of heaven every morning. Then the world was flooded with the sunrise, and hills and valleys rejoiced. One day Clytie saw Apollo driving the sun-chariot. He wore his dazzling crown, and his face shone fair and bright. He was strong and handsome, and held the reins of his four fiery horses firmly in his powerful hand. Through the sky he went all day long, driving the  horses along the middle  way. Clytie watched him, and admired his strength and his beauty. She was sorry when the sun-chariot entered the western seas, and was lost to her. Darkness came over the earth, and Clytie shivered. She returned to the water, and dreamed of the bright young sun-god all night long. The next morning she arose before dawn, and stood by the side of the pool, watching for  the return of Apollo. Soon a golden light tinged the eastern sky, and then the sun-god came forth once more. Clytie watched him eagerly. All day long she followed his course, sighing when he returned to the west. The little nymph fell deeply in love with the handsome god. She thought of him and of  nothing else. No longer did she return to her  pool at night, but stood waiting in the darkness for the first golden gleam to appear in the east. She longed for Apollo to see her, and to return her love. She felt certain that if he saw her waiting for him, he would come to her  with  loving words. So all day long she watched and waited for him to see her. She combed out her pretty hair so that it hung round her face  like  a sheet  of gold. It gleamed in the sun, and shone so brightly that her sister nymphs came up to her and stroked her head. But Clytie paid no heed to them. Always she watched for the moment when Apollo would see her and smile. But the sun-god did not turn his head. He looked straight before him, keeping his fiery horses on their difficult way. He did not see Clytie of the golden hair watching him with loving eyes. Day after day the nymph saw Apollo drive out from the eastern sky, mount the heavens, and return to the western seas at night. Her  face turned to him wherever he went and followed his course all day long. For nine days Clytie watched the sun-god, and never once did she take her eyes from him. She had no food and no drink, save only her own bitter tears. Then, on the ninth day, when she would have moved, she could not. Her feet had become rooted to the ground. Her arms and fingers were green leaves. Her face, with its halo of golden hair, had become a flower! Clytie was a sunflower. She could neither speak nor weep; but still she turned her golden head towards the sun, following his course the whole day through. And from that time to this all sunflowers do the same their pretty golden faces look always towards the sun-god, as he drives his golden chariot through the sky.

Ancient Greek myth retold by Enid Blyton in Tales Of Long Ago

deans Tales of Long Ago Enid Blyton

A book my mum gave me Long Ago. My son read it recently and he loved it too. Will keep forever. Second Edition. Love these seventies Enid Blyton hardcovers by Dean & Sons. They bring back warm happy memories.
So cool aren’t they?

the not new black
is the new black over here

inky-black-spill-bird

Nooooooo….

mourning this little vintage pie bird I dropped last week while reorganising my deep dark stash. He was a gift. And super cute.
Never did make that pie…

jugs-little-chair-shaker black

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so whats the use?

retro japanes cruet set

Most people don’t even know what I am…

I used to be useful, a flat-bottomed spout-stoppered vessel to hold liquid condiments such as olive oil and balsamic vinegar. I am not, as some think, a salt and pepper set, though sometimes they do hang round.

Amber glass and wood japan retro cruet set copy

now

it’s history

Derived from the french word crue meaning ‘earthen pot’
First culinary use in the late 17th century.

This age, not so much…

red wood and cerami japan olive oil and vinegar cruet copy

Before you top your self or end up in a dumpster consider your options:

a] A quieter, decorative life on the shelf

Hornsea moroccan tiles salt and pepper copy

b] If single reinvent yourself as a small vase or objet d’art

orange spot italian cruet set milkglass coffee canister copy

or

c] Perk yourself up and get back to work. You are still in great shape.
Someone will want  you.

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Ever wondered what is it with Christmas and mushrooms?
Probably not, there are more pressing issues…

According to Cosmic Jimmy  the reason why red and white presents are put under a green pine tree is a symbolic tribute to the wonderful religious-vision-inducing mushrooms to be found beneath.

red spots cup mushrooms mario

Amanita muscaria  [the cute spotty red and white mushrooms we love to draw as kids] are hallucinogenic.
Donald Pfister, a Harvard biologist suggests these mushrooms are actually the source of jolly  St. Nick.

Basically the ancient shamans in the Far East and the reindeer — were known to eat these mushrooms. Man and beast alike were off their face, perhaps flying?

Well it is quite a trip, Santa speeding around the world in one night.
His productivity is unbelievable. I’ll have what he’s having…
You can listen/ or read the NPR radio story here

red enamel plate maileg mushroom spots mario

Anyway whatevs, they are cute, they are spotty, and I do love a spot anywhere clear of the facial area.

The mushrooms worshipped in our house however, are more the Mario variety.

blue felt & red pencil sharpener mushrooms copy copy
And these cute felty ones from Mark Tuckey Home.
Also a special hellooo to Jocelyn @  Home Tome.
Hey, you’re just too fungi for me….

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A thrifty couple.
One functional, the other not so much…
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Vintage Avon salt shaker. Handmade wooden pear.



From the stores.
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Kikkerland Paper Notepad, Myer.
Bud vase Orson & Blake, vintage cocktail fork inside urban rustic shop.

Phwoar!

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GRAB THEM

Green glass pair of pears.

Wooden pair of pears, bought on Arab Street Singapore.
Non vintage = Perky.

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