Long road trips need rest breaks.
And it is even better if there is a sign for an antique mall right on the interstate, just take the next exit and turn Left!
I made a stop in Warrenton on my way from St Louis to Kirksville on Wednesday – and it was just the leg stretch I needed!
Why stop at an interstate rest area when you can stop at an antique mall instead?
Antique malls, like yard sales are always a crap shoot.
There is no way to know if there is “good stuff” in there, or if it is going to resemble a 3 day old yard sale with all the good stuff picked over and gone.
I am always on the look out for sewing notions, linens, funky kitchen items, quilts, sewing machines, and the rare oddity!
The Antique Barn in Warrenton gave me a good half hour of browsing pleasure before I forced myself back on the road to make it to Kirksville to meet the guild girls by dinner time.
Hen & Chicks quilt!
Kings Daughters, 1936
I didn’t expect the kind of price I found on it though…$329.00!!
But photos are free!
I traced each embroidered signature with a finger and noted each name. Who were these girls? Did they quilt often together? Was this a fund raiser?
And I started to think about the demise of penmanship and the fact that cursive writing is no longer taught in schools. Our individuality is being sterilized into printing and identical computer fonts. SAD!
Shredded crazy quilt.
Such fine stitching!
She had more than a dozen different stitches used just in this camera view alone. She was a skilled needlewoman….and I traced HER stitches with my fingers, wondering who she was, saying hello, and moving on.
Now this is fun!
1950s doggie quilt.
some grandma probably made this for a beloved grand child. It’s not very big…snuggle size maybe.
Screaming yellow sashings and giant pink cornerstones – grand daughter maybe??
Of course there were treadles!
This one is up for grabs…$47.00?!
Okay, this machine looks a bit rough….it’s had a hard life, and someone loved it enough to sew all of the decals off! The best news is…the hand wheel, though a bit rusty looking turns freely. Someone please go adopt this little girl, she needs a happy place to continue sewing up a storm!
Who knows what THIS is?!
A large brown paper grocery sack would be full of fresh buttery popcorn, mom always saying that homemade was better than theater popcorn any day. At that time I didn’t realize just how frugal they were having to be. And it WAS the best popcorn, hands down!
And THIS is coming home!
NO VENT HOLES!
I wasn’t extravagant. I didn’t buy a machine. This iron was $10.00 and it will make a fun display piece if indeed it doesn’t work.
And the best part? It fits in my suitcase!
As this posts I am on my way to Marshall -- looking forward to meeting the quilters there and having some fun over the next few days!
Enjoy your evening, everyone!