Monday, February 2, 2009

The Thrill of the Hunt

This past weekend we flew south to Corsicana for an overnight. Saturday morning found me at Canton with my mom and Brad on the golf course with my dad. We stayed off of the beaten path this Trade Days, mostly because I feel like I have seen everything there on repeat for the past year, and because I was in need of some junk. I will post more on that when the junk has sufficiently been repaired or remade into not-junk, which will be in the upcoming weeks.

In the file cabinet of my mind, I have no less than 5 craft projects going on at one time. Unlike my pillows (of which I still have at least 3 more to make), most of these projects are not so quick enough to buy everything in one spot, sit down, and assemble. Some of them require a little bit of treasure hunting to find just what I'm looking for, so at any given time, my hall closet is overflowing with random "stuff." A few months ago I came across an idea for a shadow box, but it has taken me a while to seek out the treasures for the little box. I bought the frame awhile ago, but this past week on my lunch hour while hunting in one of my Drew-inspired treasure locations, I finally hit the motherload--a box of assorted hotel silver that I dug out of a bin of old cafeteria forks and spoons. I polished some of them, hung them in the box, and am now loving the display hanging in my dining area.


If you look closely, you can see old monograms and such on the handle, and one of the spoons is stamped Ritz-Carlton on the back. I wonder what journey brought them to rest in the box in which I found them.

My husband doesn't understand why I find it necessary to shop on my lunch hour (or just about any other hour that renders itself available for that purpose), but I think it's something he should relate to very well. Just like climbing into a deer stand at 4 in the morning or stomping through a field for pheasant in frigid temps, it's searching through store after store, tracking down exactly what I'm looking for, and then scoring it at a great price that makes it so much fun. Sometimes you find what you're looking for, and sometimes you don't, but quite simply, it's all a part of the thrill of the hunt.

3 comments:

  1. I loved the hunting analogy... talk about making the menfolk understand! Wish I was closer to Canton, you'd have a tag-along on your trips!

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  2. I love this! What a clever idea. If I copy this please be flattered...and I'll definitely give you credit.

    By the way, I really enjoy your blog. You have a way with words and are very funny.

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  3. Looks very cool! You are so crafty!

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