While we were away, we stopped in at a lovely little township (3 or so shops, is that a township? a village? a group of shops?) called Newrybar. It was about 15 mins from the place we were staying. A beautiful drive along country roads.
'It's all good stuff. Old is beautiful'.
Makes me feel better about having passed another birthday.
The cafe, Harvest, was delicious and a beautiful setting.
And then, across the road was a very interesting looking antique shop. Look at all those chairs lined up. I do wish we'd had space in our car to bring something home. But, you know, four people do need a whole car boot-ful of things for only three nights away!
We brought home that purple glass old electricity topper thing. To add to our collection of
electricity topped things that we have. What are they called, anyone know?
Country House Antiques is a quirky looking antique shop with so many perfectly little styled little corners.
And what about the signs.
This is where the {death} comes in. 'Dead People's Stuff Now On Sale'
'Antiques Made Daily'. Doesn't that make you look at your surroundings just that bit closer. The things you take for daily granted are the things that in two generations will be 'antiques'. (Like this computer I'm using, and you're using - I do suppose. Or the sewing machine you'll sitting at sometime this weekend).
The flower arrangements were very pretty. Old fashioned camellias picked from the garden, presented in a sort of modern way. Against the corrogated tin walls.
This is a very homely, friendly place. The kids loved it, and the lady who owned the place chatted happily to them and us. I never once felt like the kids were 'unwelcome' as can often happen at somewhere with so many fragile things.
In fact, I think the whole trip away was like that. Most everywhere we went people were friendly, and chatted to our kids. I did love watching them chat back, interact in conversation. It's so great to see Ari growing into someone who can stand strongly on his own two feet, and doesn't need us to assist him in every single aspect of life.
Ooh I like the furniture in the top shot, and the blue tins also. That sign cracks me up - Dead People's Stuff on Sale.
ReplyDeleteThe place looks amazing... with black humour to boot. Antiques made daily - I find that a wee bit disturbing actually!
ReplyDelete(PS I really appreciated your last post on death. Didn't have anything to contribute in the comments, but I certainly was not put off by it... I love your reflections Ellie, always insightful and thought-provoking).
Hey, I just found your blog! Thanks for adding me into your blog roll! That's pretty much the best compliment a person/blog can get!
ReplyDeleteI love this post, I really want to visit that cute little vintage store and get some of those glass bottles, it's weird and awesome at the same time! I've spent a lot of time in the Northern NSW district and it's such a beautifully green area, I really want to go back and visit soon! It's quite different to Brisbane.
And that photo with all the knobs is great! Thanks for sharing!