2011-2012
rustic winter romance farmhouse decoration + handmade inspiration
Post Road Vintage {spread beauty}
Post Road Vintage Š 2011
The morning is clear, cold, and snowy. Jack Frost stops by for a cup 'a coffee. Tis ok... I'm home. Safe, snug and warm. Piled high is my stack of books. My favorite coffee cup filled to the brim... There really isn't a reason to change outta the pj's is there? As we snuggle down to read, 'just one more story'. I can't help but wish I could freeze this moment. With my lil' babes and projects and books and coffee. I wish you many, many happy moments this winter. I hope you enjoy browsing my latest farmhouse creations!
Heather Anderson visit www.PostRoadVintage.com
mason jar chick feeder.....$25
wall vase and hooks.....$25
white soap dispenser.....$35
shabby lil coat rack.....$45
galvanized milk can.....$56
mason jar soap dispenser.....$35
musical lantern jars.....$25
“A good book is the best of friends, the same today and forever.” - Martin Tupper
“What is reading but silent conversation?” - Walter Savage Landor
“The greatest gift is a passion for reading.” - Elizabeth Hardwick
“We read to know we are not alone.” - C.S. Lewis
“To read a writer is for me not merely to get an idea of what he says, but to go off with him and travel in his company.” - Andre Gide
“The reading of all good books is like conversation with the finest men of the past centuries.” - Descartes
cottage coat rack.....$98
quilted soap dispenser.....$35
hanging vase with frog lid.....$25
foaming lid.. you add the jar.....$12
Organic foaming hand soap recipe Two tablespoons Dr. Bronner's liquid soap One capful Thieves household cleaner Pint Mason Jar Soap Dispenser Water to fill.
Favorite winter memories from My younger Daughter being born, early, on December 23rd! I friends-customers remember being about the only person in the Hospital over Christmas, but my Husband and older Daughter (who was 2 and a half) came with presents for the Newest Daughter's First Christmas. It was sweet...and had us all remember that very First of Christmases: we were far away from Home (on an Air Force Base), with a Newborn, with just us to celebrate... -Laura S. When I was a little girl my sisters and brothers and I would play in the snow for hours. We would break big icicles off of the porch or wherever they were hanging and eat them like Popsicle's! - Kelly A.
Hiking up a snow covered Mt with baby on back to pick the most amazing tree out of a special grove...then back to the car for brandy and hot apple cider with salami, rye and watercress sandwiches. -Laura S.
Standing in the warm kitchen balancing on one foot and hanging on to Mom's shoulders as she bent down and pulled plastic bread sacks over our socks. Next we stepped into hand-me-down red rubber boots and held still for the layers of warm clothing to follow. The rest of the afternoons were a blur of great fun We lived on the edge of town with flying on sleds down every hill we no houses on the other side of the could find with all the neighborhood street and we were blessed with a large picture window to stare out of. kids (and Dad more than once!) until we heard the old cast iron bell the dump trucks would come and one by one dump their loads of snow ringing us home where Mom waited with mugs of hot chocolate. in a line down the street. many many trucks and loads--and it took a -Amy H. whole day to watch. then the snowgo, with it's blades whirling would come and munch up all the snow and spit it all over the apple trees and empty field. -Marne A.
Thanks so much!
Heather Anderson {PostRoadVintage.com} spread beauty.