I went to a vintage/antique show this weekend with a gaggle of girls.
While we tried to stay together, the throngs of people quickly broke us all up into small groups. We perused booths, cash burning holes in our wallets, searching through shelves of ornaments, signs, and both authentic and faux antique items.
When I came across this bread plate – a weird hybrid of a decoupage and a piece of china – I knew I had to have it.
See… I remembered back to when I was a girl; I would voraciously read anything I could get my hands on. I read the Little House on the Prairie books over and over again. I remembered that when Laura and Almanzo were setting up their house in The First Four Years, they ordered a set of glassware. And the bread plate had the line, “Give us this day, our daily bread.”
The reason I remembered this is because later in the book, Laura wrote about how it was one of the few things to survive the devastating house fire that would take nearly everything they had.
So when I saw that line, coupled with the “Love One Another”, I knew I had to have it.
After all, isn’t that what we should be doing – loving one another?
I have a feeling that this plate is a reproduction – it has the artwork of Currier and Ives decoupaged on its center. I did some research and found that it’s similar to the work that John Derian does (The Pioneer Woman has written about her love of his work) – but its not marked on the back.
So I will just love it as it is.
I also found these great crates lurking in a booth belonging to a woman whose smile stretched from cheek to cheek.
They will become a part of my Christmas decor – mandarin oranges being left in my stocking nearly every year that I can remember – but might just have to stay out for the rest of the year too.
Mr. Suburble sighed when he saw me trudge in, crates in hand.
“I get the plate, Tara… but the old boxes? Why do you love old boxes so much?”
I don’t know the answer. I just do.
They might not even be that old. To him, they are junk.
To me, they are treasure.
