Fetching Friday: Summer Wanderlust

Summer wanderlust grabs hold and sparks a strong desire to hit the holiday road in order to satisfy the wanderlust within, discover roads less traveled, and revel in new adventures while finding ourselves along the way.

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 The St. Regis Bora Bora Resort

The St. Regis Bora Bora Resort

“We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next to find ourselves.  We travel to open our hearts and eyes and learn more about the world than our newspapers will accommodate.  We travel to bring what little we can, in our ignorance and knowledge, to those parts of the globe whose riches are differently dispersed.  And we travel, in essence, to become young fools again- to slow time down and get taken in, and fall in love once more.”

― Pico Iyer

The San Antonio River Walk

The San Antonio River Walk

“Do not follow where the path may lead. Go instead where there is no path, and leave a trail.”

– Ralph Waldo Emerson

Grand Hotel

Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island

“When we get to a place where no one knows us, we become most ourselves.”

Pure Michigan

Paris at night

Paris at Night

“I love Paris in the summer, when it sizzles.”

― Cole Porter


Nantucket Island

“A mind that is stretched by a new experience can never go back to its old dimensions.”

—Oliver Wendell Holmes

Cinque Terre

Cinque Terre

“Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.”

– Andre Gide

Whispering Pines Motel, Mid-Century Mountain Cabins, Estes Park, Colorado,

Whispering Pines Motel – Estes Park, Colorado

“To awaken quite alone in a strange town is one of the most pleasant sensations in the world.”

—Freya Stark

San Ysidro Ranch view

San Ysidro Ranch

Summer wanderlust travel guides us to destinations known or pondered, sights seen and those soon to behold.

I hope you have a fetching Friday and inspired weekend.

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From the Trip Report Archives: Natchez, Mississippi

Natchez, Mississippi is a pack a bag, set the GPS, and let’s get out of town for a day or weekend destination that offers everything from festivals to shopping to art to dining to distinctive mixology to antiquing to gourmet cooking classes.

Jaunting over to this small Mississippi town for a quick getaway from it all is right up our alley.

With a few months still to go until vacation time, reaching back into the trip report archives is my tried and true cure for the are we there yet blues.


Impressive architecture, antiques shops, mint julep and tiny biscuit lunches at the Carriage House, refreshing cocktail hours, and laid back evenings seal the travel to Natchez deal.


Louisiana to Mississippi rural highways, byways, and parkways give credence to the travel credo always take the scenic route.

cows on levee

Cell phone images of interest along country roads less traveled capture the scene and the herd.


I’ve lost count of how many times we’ve gone to Natchez for a festival, a pilgrimage, to celebrate a milestone, or simply to getaway.

However, some trips do stand out more than others for one reason or another.

old river bridge

Photos from our past Natchez trips will not be appearing in this post due to the following:

It’s 98 degrees in the shade here in Central Louisiana.

Rooting around in a climate controlled storage unit to locate the box they may be in is not my idea of hot fun in the summertime, n’est-ce pas?

I’ll do my best to make this an easy follow with the help of borrowed, credited, courtesy of, and sourced photos rich in travel detail.


Natchez gifts the eye with stunning views of the swift and sprawling Mississippi River and contrasting elevation levels.

Natchez–Vidalia Mississippi River Bridge

Natchez–Vidalia Mississippi River Bridge

Crossing over the Natchez-Vidalia bridge is its own we’re not in Louisiana anymore moment.



Our self-guided driving, riding, and walking tours of Natchez have resulted in the discovery of impressive architecture, outstanding architectural details, off the beaten path and under-the-hill gems, and fascinating people.

Speaking of off the beaten path gems and fascinating people, let’s take a travel show and tell detour for a few paragraphs for the simple reason I like telling this story.

Friends of ours invited us to join them in Natchez for the 1984 Spring Pilgrimage.  We booked the guest house at Ravennaside for our party of four, packed our bags, and headed east.

The guest house option works best for us.

You get the bed and breakfast experience with the extra added bonus of privacy.


The owners of Ravennaside at the time, Mr. and Mrs. John Van Hook, kept with the vision and intent of the original owners, Mr. and Mrs. James Fleming, for Ravennaside to be a home for entertaining.

Upon check- in, Mr. Van Hook gave our group a tour of the house and a rundown of the schedule of events planned for that evening and the next morning.

Guests were invited to mix and mingle on the veranda over cocktails and appetizers beginning promptly at 5: 00 pm.

Everyone was encouraged to introduce themselves and indulge in lively conversation and strong libations.

My friend and I took a seat on the large rattan couch, exchanging hellos with our fellow seat mates.

Karen immediately struck up a conversation with the group sitting next to us.

I, on the other hand, was taking a moment to study the interiors, the architectural details of the space, and the cast of characters in attendance at this rather unique gathering.

A quick elbow nudge from Karen brought me back to reality.  She leaned in to tell me the scoop discovered while engaged in casual cocktail chitchat.

Turns out our fellow day drinkers happened to be a group of senior editors from Southern Living magazine.

southern living magazine 1984

Thirty-five years later and I can’t for the life of me remember a single name of the three ladies or the single gentleman in their group.

Time has a way of doing that.

That late Saturday afternoon spent Southern sippin’ is by far one of the best travel memories in our Natchez, Mississippi travel repertoire.

Around Town



Longwood Rotunda

Longwood Rotunda – Flickr


The Parsonage

St. Mary Basilica

St. Mary Basilica


Front Parlor of Rosalie Mansion

streets in Natchez

Sights, Streets, and Sidewalks

Natchez Brewing Company

Natchez Brewing Company


Natchez Brewing CompanyPizza Lab–  Photo by G. Douglas Adams

Natchez claims a spirited aura when people, places, and things get to stirring after dark.

Natchez Ms sunset

Sunset in Natchez



King’s Tavern, circa 1789,  is the oldest standing building in Natchez.

The tavern is believed to be haunted after an expansion to the original building in 1930 revealed the skeletal remains of two men and one woman hidden in a wall behind the main fireplace.

King's Tavern

King’s Tavern

As the story goes, Richard King, the founder of the tavern, had a mistress named Madeline.

Madeline disappeared without a Natchez trace soon after Mrs. King learned of the illicit affair between Mr. King and Madeline.

King's Tavern historical marker

King’s Tavern Historical Marker

The finger of speculation pointed straight in the direction of Mrs. King when it was learned she had hired two men from the under-the-hill area of town to murder Madeline.


King’s Tavern 

The plot thickened upon the discovery of a dagger in a fireplace located in another room of the tavern.

Post House Menu

Madeline’s true fate remains a mystery, and although based strictly on legend and folklore, it is widely believed the ghost of Madeline resides at 613 Jefferson Street.

Stanton Hall Entrance Natchez

Stanton Hall

My first trip to Natchez was in the summer of 1982, and I knew when I left I would be back for more sooner than later.

Fall’s crisp temps and seasonal colors on parade frame the scene for a made-to-order getaway, so back to Natchez we went in early November.


Photo courtesy of Peter W. Patel

When I learned you could tour and bed & breakfast in many of the historic antebellum homes throughout Natchez my curiosity was piqued.

I booked a block of two night stays at Linden, Stanton Hall, and Twin Oaks, and we were off to the races.


Photo courtesy of Peter W. Patel

Linden and Stanton Hall hit the hospitality high note, but Twin Oaks, circa 1832, was the property we absolutely fell in love with all those years ago.

Homochitto Street

Photo courtesy of Peter W. Patel

To say the charm quotient overfloweth at 71 Homochitto Street is an understatement.

Our host for many visits over the years was Dr. Homer A. Whittington, a true Southern gentleman if there ever was one.

Ever the gracious host, Dr. Whittington had a distinct and memorable way of making you realize you were experiencing the very best of what Southern hospitality is all about.

We fell in love with the guest house at Twin Oaks.

What we would do or where we would dine when we were in Natchez may have been up for debate, but there was never any question as to where where we would stay.

Dr. Whittington joked he ought to just give us our own key to the guest house.

We always felt right at home and a part of the Twin Oaks family.

Unfortunately, the guest house did not age well through the years, and was torn down when Twin Oaks was sold.

The present owner, Regina Charboneau, puts her own unique spin on private accommodations and Southern hospitality as well.

I’ll elaborate more on this in an upcoming blog post.


Back in its B&B heyday, the guest house at Twin Oaks was located at the far end of the gardens just past the staircase to the left of the chapel.

Packed with period antiques and oodles of privacy, the guest house at Twin Oaks was our kind of bed & breakfast.

I’d say the square footage of the guest house came in around 1000 square feet under roof.


This is not an interior photo of the guest house master bedroom, but I wanted to use it to give you a visual idea of the period furnishings.

Light paint colors complemented the dark brown finishes of the period pieces.

Now remember decoristas, this was 1982.


Candlelight Yellow by Glidden

Couple that together with the Southern Antebellum theme, and a yellow and green color palette it is.

Tranquil Light Green Glidden

Tranquil Light Green by Glidden

A modern bathroom suite and kitchen struck the right balance between old and new.

The full kitchen and fully stocked fridge addressed the what’s for breakfast issue, and the entertainment center churned out the contemporary music of the day.

On top of all that, there was a large working fireplace and a private courtyard that provided all the comforts of home and them some.


On the last day of the trip, we stayed around the guest house for most of the afternoon.

The plan was to go to the Post House (currently King’s Tavern) for a farewell to Natchez dinner later in the evening.


Double Eagle Coffee

Coffee and chicory pairs well with a brisk fall afternoon, serving as the beverage of choice at the guest house coffee and cocktail hour.

Dave added a generous pour of Bailey’s to his coffee to spike up the flavor and warm the bones.


Celebrating the moments of our lives in fika fashion over several cups of strong coffee, we found ourselves slightly buzzing from the combination of caffeine, Bailey’s, and the pure excitement of being out of town.


The parking area for guests was at the opposite end of the courtyard.  The roosting of what seemed to be thousands of birds in the bamboo trees lining the entire back of the courtyard produced a loud and eerie soundtrack.

One would think in our comings and goings that at least one of us would have noticed the large garden statue standing at the far end of the courtyard.

You would think, but we did not.

With a brisk breeze kicking up and the gift of dipping fall temps, Dave thought moving the car closer to the guest house a good idea.  I told him I was almost finished getting ready, and I would meet him at the top of the stairs.

The front door of the guest house was made of solid wood, and was as wide as it was tall.  A high pitch squeak at mid open (or close) let you know someone was coming in or going out.

Between the squeak and a strategically positioned full length mirror serving as my make-up mirror, I had both an audible and visual heads up of who was coming in and out of the guest house.

Call it a prehistoric version of the Ring doorbell.

All of a sudden the door swings open so fast it doesn’t even have time to squeak.

Dave is a whiter shade of pale in color and frantic in his locking the door behind him maneuvers.

Immediately I ask, “What’s wrong?”

“There’s a headless something or someone standing in front of the car.”

I recall his exact words at this point in the conversation- “and I’m not sh#&!ing you.”

Normally being the calm, cool, and collected (and sober) one in our party of two, my initial reaction was to diffuse the situation without discounting Dave’s fear.

“Okay.  Why don’t you share with me exactly what you think you saw.”

The story goes like this:

When Dave walked up the stairs to the driveway he saw what he thought was Dr. Whittington sitting in his study.  He decided to walk by the study window and wave good evening to Dr. Whittington.

As it turned out there was no one in the study, so Dave continued on down the driveway to the parking area.

He proceeds to describe the details, telling me the birds roosting in the bamboo trees is deafening loud this evening, and the previously mentioned fall winds have really begun to pick up.

He continues on in order to further set the scene.

The closer he gets to the guest parking area, he’s 100% percent sure he sees the aforementioned headless something or someone standing in front of the car

I give him a look of sure you do- the look I’ve perfected over the years.

Louisiana Girl T shirt

“Do you think perhaps the Bailey’s infused coffees are having their way with your eyes, Dave?”

“I know what I saw, Darleen.”

Facing your fear is the only way to conquer it.

Taking these words into account, I decide to see what we’re working with here.

Much to Dave’s don’t open that door objections, I opened the front door to better assess the situation.

About the time I opened the door the wind gusted and the sound of the birds roosting in the bamboo hit a crescendo.

Doo-doo-doo-doo, Doo-doo-doo-doo

twilight zone

Looking down the courtyard through over caffeinated eyes, I too see a headless something or someone standing in front of the car

I couldn’t shut and lock the front door fast enough.

Dave gave me his I told you so look- the look he’s perfected over the years.

Regardless of what or who is standing by the car, we were going to The Post House for our last night in Natchez dinner.

We both opened the door for a second look, and yep, he-she-it is still there.

Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson analyze the situation, devising a game plan of how to both get to the car and defend ourselves from the forces of headless evil lurking in the night.

Dave comes up with the plan.

“Grab that pair of candlesticks on the mantle.  You take one, and I’ll take the other, and it’ll be two against one.”

silver plated candlesticks

Dave addressed my concerns over the post battle condition of the candlesticks.

They were not antiques, and I was familiar with the brand and the retail store where a replacement pair could be purchased from.

Dave concluded we would throw a Ben Franklin Dr. Whittington’s way if the candlesticks fell victim to battle.

With adrenaline at peak levels, a fierce craving for Post House Chicken Cordon Bleu driving the charge, and a battle defense consisting of liquid courage and decorative accents, we were ready.

Let’s do this.

There was no point in slow walking the inevitable, so we picked up the pace and our candlesticks prepared to beat our way into the car.

Cue the roosting birds, the swirling winds, and the building fear.

The closer we got to the figure, reality came into clear view.

Oh, there was definitely a headless figure at the end of the driveway.

At least we got that part right.

There, standing in front of us in all its courtyard art glory, was a life size concrete garden statue.

Without a head.


Myddelton House Garden
A Dead Ringer!

Failure on our part to notice the statue from the get-go resulted in two complete dumb asses spending the last hour plotting a defense that entailed beating the living daylights out of an inanimate objet d’art with a pair of decorative candlesticks.

It took a second to process what just happened.

Dave wasted no time looking around to see if anyone witnessed our pre-dinner show spectacle.

The man does have his priorities.

Fortunately for us, no one had and our reputations remained intact.

I waited until we pulled out of the main driveway to comment.  I didn’t get an entire word out of my mouth before Dave shut it down with an overly emphasized three word reply.

You.  Did. Too.

Goodness knows I would have loved for this to have been kept just between the two of us, but nooooo.

In record post-trip return time, Dave could not wait to turn our antics into an amateur stand-up comedy show and tell, complete with animated gestures and language, exposing our self-humiliation for all the world (well, our family and friends) to know.

We’re all about the show and tell.

One thing is for sure, there’s never been a dull moment in our Natchez, Mississippi travels.

Even when we opt to slow down the pace, enjoy the moment, and roll with the flow of the river, the days and nights are never dull, and that’s why we consider Natchez a favorite getaway destination.

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South Dakota, Colorado, Washington, D.C., Florida and Alabama Vacation Photos

Labor Day begins the winding down of summer.  I’ve come to think of Memorial Day and Labor Day as a set of spiffy bookends supporting the May to September romance we have with summer, the summer vacation, and vacation photos.


A summer vacation was not to be for me and Dave the Builder due to obligations, project deadlines, and ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (a tip of the hat to David Bowie) in our everyday life.

So it goes.

All good things come to those who wait to hit the holiday road in the fall.  Fall will be here soon as will cooler temps, seasonal colors on parade, festivals and gumbo good times.

Grab a to-go pumpkin latte and call me a happy traveler.


A simple solution to alleviate vacation withdrawals is to live the moment  vicariously through vacation photos delivered to my inbox from the merry band of traveling Millennials aka our son and his wife, nephew #1 and his darling family, and nephew #2 and his beloved.


Our son and daughter-in-law traveled to the United States for a twelve day trip to discover the sights, sounds, and highlights of the Black Hills of South Dakota, Mount Rushmore National Park, Badlands National Park,  Aspen, Denver, Fort Collins, and Colorado Springs, Colorado.


Mt. Rushmore

Mount Rushmore National Memorial



They called one evening and while we were talking I heard the roar and rev of motorcycles.

Is that motorcycles I hear?

Yes it is.

Have you ever heard of the Sturgis Motorcycle Rally?

Needless to say, it was quite a noisy conversation.


Our son on tap and taste duty at the New Belgium Brewery in Fort Collins, Colorado.


There would be more pictures, but the newest addition to their family, Dallas, chewed through both of their laptop charger cords.

Two observations:

Puppies gnaw and chew on cords, belts, purses, shoes, furniture.

A mother who bites her tongue and does not remind her son if the cords were not left on the floor for the puppy to get to in the first place you wouldn’t have this issue deserves a medal, or at the very least a vacation.

This weekend marks their first wedding anniversary.  To mark the celebration, they are traveling to Minneapolis to dine in style, see Taylor Swift in concert, and shop for new and replacement electronics, chargers, and devices.

Congressional Country Club

Speaking of weddings, the next round of vacation photos are from nephew #2 and his beloved’s trip to Bethesda, Maryland and Washington D.C. to attend a friend’s wedding and reception held at the Congressional Country Club.


tomb-unknown-soldierTomb of the Unknown Soldier at Arlington National Cemetery

The Korean War Veterans Memorial

The Korean War Veterans Memorial 


Smithsonian Institution’s National Air and Space Museum

Smithsonian National Museum of Natural History

Smithsonian National Museum of Natural History 


Nephew #1 and his darling family make a Florida vacation a yearly event.  Joined by our niece-in-law’s parents, sister, brother, their spouses, children, and a pair of aunts and uncles, the group travel by air and land to Perdido Key for a week of family fun in the sun.


Twelve adults and six kids (including two babies under one) require a lot of stuff.  With a two day start, our nephew drove his loaded to the gills SUV from Missouri to Florida to meet the crew.


Sun, beach, water, sand, rinse and repeat floated everyone’s boat.  The Places In The Home side of the family leans more towards the mountains and the west coast, but know well the appeal of the Florida Gulf Coast.


Nephew #2 and his beloved ended up having a two for the price of one vacation.  The second part of their vacation found them on beach time in Orange Beach, Alabama.



Toes in the sand without a vacation care in the world until company arrives.


vacation photos

Winter, spring, summer, or fall- vacation photos place you in the moment and serve as a wish you were here postcard.  As the sun sets on summer 2018, we hope you have a wonderful Labor Day holiday weekend.

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Vacation Observations and Treasures Show and Tell

As promised, here is part two of what I did on my summer statecation otherwise titled Vacation Observations and Treasures Show and Tell.

My blogging routine is suffering from a case of the I’m ready for summer to be over and fall to get here slowdown blues.

Taking time to hunt and gather images, ideas and inspiring notes of design and decorating interest for fall and home for the holidays sharing benefits both author and reader.

It’s gonna be good!

Summer whispers into the ear of the normal day-to-day routine let’s blow this gig.

You’ve got places to go, people to see, ideas to develop.

 Summer didn’t have to tell me twice it was time to book a five day statecation to the Shreveport/Bossier City area.  

Antiquing and vintage shopping is a big part of the vacation equation, and traveling by car makes it super easy to load that baby up with finds, treasures and home goods.  

My must shop list includes Dillard’s, Belk, Marshalls and T.J. Maxx.  

For good while we’re here measure I threw in a let’s stop by the new Whole Foods Market Shreveport.

Try, try as I may to figure out what the whole Whole Foods hullabaloo is all about, I don’t get it.

Take it away, Josh Baskin.

Perusing the East 70th Street retail and restaurant offerings, I noticed a peppering of construction crews and roll offs.

Curiosity leads inquiring minds to need to know info.

Look what’s coming to Shreveport.



la-madeleineShreveport has hit the all things house that make a home jackpot.

I am decorating and dining happy.

Happy to


and beyond!

I do love a good game of wordplay.

architectural-detailsOur Home away from Home- Horseshoe Bossier City

One up way too early for a vacation day coffee call served up one what do you want to do today round table discussion.

Antiquing it is.

Wifi connected us to six shops of interest and roads to follow.


Treasures Show and Tell Observation #1

Change is the only constant in today’s antiques marketplace.

When Dave and I were actively “in the biz,” the proprietor of the antique mall we were in required dealer inventory consist of at least 80% antiques with an allowance for 20% vintage collectibles.

An antique by law is an item at least 100 years old.  Vintage collectible refers to an item at least 50 years old.

We advertised as an antiques shop, and the inventory reflected that.

Assuming (you know what they say about assuming) all antique shops adhere to the same truth in advertising rule, when the sign says antiques I brake for antiques.

On the other hand, if a shop’s name has the word or words curiosity, vintage, thrift, trading, collectibles, junque or consignment in it I know what’s in store.

Out of the six antiques shops visited, only three fit the bill.

Two featured vintage finds and curiosities, and one is nothing more but a shadow of its former antique mall glory.

ironstoneTreasures Show and Tell  Observation #2

It dawned on me after viewing booth after booth of painted pieces that I have an issue with the trend that in my opinion has stayed too long at the party.

It’s a disgrace when an item is touted as an authentic painted piece picked and plucked from an old farmhouse, feed, hardware or general store when in truth it is fresh off the chalk paint, font and Pinterest bandwagon.


Many an unsuspecting and trusting customer gets duped by this practice, and I think it is absolutely shameful.

Buyer beware.


Good advice and odd artwork caught my attention.

Treasures Show and Tell


Dave the Builder, always clever in his delivery, exclaimed for sale as in fore sale! upon the sighting of this Louis Vuitton golf bag.


Treasures Show and Tell Observation #3

I’m kicking myself for not buy this St Francis garden statue.

The best time to buy an antique, collectible, vintage treasure or in the case concrete garden statue is when you see it.


Restaurant china creamers and syrup pitchers are my collecting thing, and when priced under $5 call these sold!


A small print and a steamboat saucer rounded out my big haul.


Treasures Show and Tell Observation #4

Small finds can make big impacts in the grand decorating and color scheme of things.


Our summer statecation is in the rear view mirror, and I’m already checking rates and availability for a quick late fall getaway.

In the meantime it’s back to work, decorating ideas and the holidays are right around the corner plans.

In blog housekeeping news, I am currently in the middle of attempting to migrate my existing site to a new and improved cPanel hosting platform.

This, my friends, should be good.

Technical blah, blah, blah but necessary to keep things up to speed.

I’m about to lose my mind and my religion over this, but I’m determined to do this.

If I don’t break the site, Places In The Home will be back up running and loading lightening fast next week.

Have a lovely rest of the week.

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It’s That Summer Vacation Time of Year Again

Summer vacation let’s hit the holiday road getaway, treasure hunting, taste testing delicious cuisine, unplugging if only for a few days, reconnecting with Dave the Builder.  It’s that summer vacation time of year again.

summer vacation time

Vacation ~ Go Go’s 

All I ever wanted
Had to get away

Talk (type) to you next week.

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Auctions, Estate Sales and Antiques Treasure Hunting

Auctions, estate sales, and antiques treasure hunting expeditions write the latest chapter of my how I spent my summer vacation story.

Auctions, estate sales and antiques

Antiques auctions are my thing.

From start to sold, I love the workings of the antiques auction machine.

Dave the Builder and I have clocked many an hour in old barns, metal buildings, old storefronts and convention halls in hope of acquiring antiques and vintage furniture and accessories up for auction.

When live and in person isn’t in the bid cards, absentee bids are in order.

One of my very favorite auction houses, Gallery Auctions, Inc. invites absentee bidding, offers quality merchandise and is known for superb customer service.


In the market for an antique bread or cutting board, I searched the listings with gotta have it success.

I placed absentee bids on several boards to cover the spread, and was thrilled to receive the phone call that I won the bid I really, really wanted.

The board is big, aged, perfectly worn and rich in patina and provenance.



Attending the highly anticipated local estate sale recently held less than one block from the Places In The Home abode turned out to be a good decision.

This particular estate sale was a treasure hunting must- one where quality meets quantity.

The bamboo light fixture immediately caught my eye, piqued my interest and held my attention.


First day sale prices can send a wave of sticker shock throughout the antiques dealers, estate sale aficionados and interior design and decorating community.

The word on the tree-lined street signaled high prices ahead.

The price I was comfortable paying did not square with the sellers initial asking price.

I told myself if it is meant to be it will be, and waited for the next day price negotiations.

Holding firm with an offer does not always work out for the best, but in this case it did.


Dave the Builder rewired the fixture, applied two coats of gloss white lacquer spray paint and here we are.

You’ll see this image again in a post I’m working on detailing more decor updates.


Horseshoe Bossier City Hotel and Casino

He said, “I need a vacation.”

She said, “Can we go auctions, estate sales and antiques treasure hunting?”

dare-day-clubDo we dare take a gamble on basing our vacation destination on past antiques inventory buying successes?

I’m willing to roll the dice if you are, Dave.

He said, “make the reservation.”

She said, “win, lose or draw, I’m ready to go.”


The who, when, where and what anticipation of discovery is the common thread between vacation getaways and treasure hunting .


First stop on the treasure hunting train: Kings Antique Mall.

The gotta have it list for our auctions, estate sales and antiques treasure hunting trips includes requests from clients as well as items for my personal collections.

A hold tag on the two drawer chest dashed my hopes for ownership, but it gave me an idea for a piece already in inventory.


Inspiration is everywhere.



I am always fascinated by the nouns of life and how we draw home decor inspiration from them.

Violets remind me of my maternal grandmother, and memories drive the antiques business.

violet-plate1I almost overlooked this small violet adorned dish while shopping at Antique Shoppes at 1100 Barksdale, but luckily spied it sitting pretty atop a dusty shelf.

It currently resides on my bedside table as a holder for my reading glasses.



Hitting the copper jackpot at Antiques on Gladstone.


I love when an entire city block is home to antiques shops.  Kid meet candy store.

Finding the hotel silver dome put the cherry on the treasure hunting cake.


face-vasesWe are home sweet home again.


Now comes the fun part.

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A Most Fetching Friday: The Summer Vacation

Today’s A Most Fetching Friday is all about the summer vacation.


Tourism thrives on it, houses are built to entertain around it, school teachers wait all school year long for it to get here, kids of all ages celebrate it, and memories made on the summer holiday road stay with us for a lifetime.


Texas Hill Country


Lake Keowee Lake House Cabin, South Carolina

Palm Springs Hotel

Summer In Color at The Saguaro Palm Springs

the summer vacation

What story will your summer vacation tell?

sea shells

Sanibel Island, Florida

Dave the Builder and I have been on a mini vacation for a little over a week.  Reality will soon call us back to our normal routine, but for now the pace has slowed and the summer vacation life is good.

luggage tag

Tagged for Travel


Get Your Kicks and Your Gas on Route 66


Sunny Days and Cool Waters

Summer Sounds

Have a lovely weekend.


Travels to Small Southern Towns

August was a busy month of celebrations, milestones, and travels to small Southern towns around Places In The Home.

Our son’s graduation from Louisiana State University, commencement ceremony and subsequent celebration(s) made for a busy first part of the month.

When Dave the Builder suggested a regroup and recovery getaway for two, I could not make reservations fast enough.

I’ve come to enjoy and appreciate the not too far but far enough away from home travels to small Southern towns.

These travel gems brimming with history, old houses, antiques and townsfolk who invite you to take in and be a part of the local flavor make a great weekend getaway destination perfect for recharging one’s battery.

St.-John's-Episcopal-ChurchSt. John’s Episcopal Church – Washington, Louisiana

Our long and winding road travels placed us center stage among the small Southern towns of Washington, Scott and Lafayette, Louisiana.

I learned a long time ago not to categorize our close to home jaunts as a non-vacation.

Trust me, these  just roll with the flow discovery excursions can pass a good time and pass for a real vacation.

Travels to Small Southern Towns

Washington, Louisiana is as sleepy as it is Southern- a small town full of history from steamboat days gone by.

Narrow streets shaded by mature oaks, magnolia trees, historical architecture, quintessential Southern homes ranging from the wow to the weathered, and an old high school full to the gills with antiques and vintage goodies seasons the local flavor.

old-houseBeauty does not always strike a pristine pose. This abandoned abode on a shaded street in a small Southern town piqued my interest, struck an architectural chord and became the subject of a subjective experience.  

You know you love antiquing when the indoor temperature almost matches the oppressive outdoor temperature ( 95+ degrees).

Note to self: antiquing in old buildings, warehouses, outdoors and in old high schools is an activity best enjoyed in the fall.

On this particular Louisiana summer Saturday, the Old Antique School Mall was full of hot air and hot finds priced fairly and in shop or home ready condition.

I didn’t have a clue what I was looking for, but something told me I would know it when, and if, I saw it.


Our visit to the school was timed just right for a super sale.

I have been working on a kitchen gallery wall, and no respectable kitchen gallery wall is complete without the all important touch of copper.


I couldn’t resist the lidded copper pan and mold.

Grand total: $10 for both.


That ladies and gentlemen is a copper bargain of the very best kind.


The method to my retail madness is simple- pop into shops, boutiques, markets and retail outlets not available in the retail deficient corner of the world I call home.

The Haul:


A familiar sign became a beacon of biscuits and cornbread in the South Louisiana night.

Cracker-Barrel-signIt was a biscuit and cornbread kind of evening. 

I planned our next trip to Southern life fantastic on the drive home.

November can’t get here soon enough.

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