Over the weekend we ate brunch at a friend’s home. She lives off the opposite end of post, so we turned the hour-long drive into a day trip. We enjoyed good food, wandered through a shady old village, then stopped at my favorite rural thrift store on the way home. Really it’s more of a junk shop – greasy auto part mounds, shredded paper bits, and a wheezy miasma of cigarette smoke – but if you’re willing to brave the haze and excavate through the layers of prints, old mugs, and tattered romance novels you can unearth great wood furniture on the cheap. This antique rocking chair came home with us (it’s not child-sized – the picture perspective just makes it look that way).
I’ve been hunting for just the right rocking chair for several years. I’m an unabashed rocker snob. It must rock just so, feel exactly right, look a certain way. Unfortunately most of the newer classically styled rockers cost several hundred dollars, while many of the older chairs rock poorly or are too rickety for regular use. This one is quite old (could be as old as Civil War era?) rocks beautifully, and fits like a glove. It’s probably handmade, too – there are no factory labels and you can still see the carving marks on the seat. The shop runs about half the price of city antique stores to begin with. This chair was originally $100, marked down to $59, and then a little bargaining brought it to $40. Not bad for a handmade antique!
In other news, we’re purging clutter from the house this month – old clothes and household goods, DVDs, and extra books. We both accumulated sizable libraries before marriage, so we owned a lot of duplicate classics. This month we’re finally weeding them out, along with many books we don’t plan to read again. I offered the best for free in a facebook list, and have been sorting and delivering requested bundles (shown above) to local friends. About a hundred others will go to the Salvation Army – hopefully someone wants those old medical textbooks, airport thrillers, random gift books, and impulse buys?