Finding a Beautiful French Rolling Pin and Dough Bowl
I went to Atlanta to retrieve an auction item we’d won – garden tools. I bid on a French style bed and was outbid. Sigh. There will be one in my future!
I thought I’d see if there were any sales in the nearby area. There was – an Estate liquidation. Most of what I saw pictured didn’t appeal to me, but I decided to visit…and am I oh, so glad I did!
passing from the garage to the breakfast area through the kitchen and beyond. Nothing appealed to me. The folks tending the sale inquired if I was leaving empty handed. I ruefully smiled said, ‘well, it looks like I am’.
Then I walked once more through the kitchen.
The first thing I saw underneath a few items was this dough bowl. Oh! My! One just like my Grandmothers – with lovely, well-worn patina.
No price on either item. I also found a small enameled cast-iron pan (which my daughter claimed later). I took the items to those tending the sale. One looked at the other – noting the French rolling pin – ‘what’s that?’ she said. The other answered, ‘I don’t know’. I told them that none of these items had prices, what would they take for them…
Two for the bowl and one for each of the other’. ‘Sure!’ I replied squeeling with delight and jumping up and down like a child – all within myself!
also thinking they’d look pretty with the dough bowl and rolling pin. Then I noticed how similar they were in beauty to the roses on the Rose Chintz teacup and saucer.
I have no idea what they’re name is – but I love them so. They are full of buds right now…I will dry some of the petals for potpourri.
with the fragrant roses nearby – and will reflect with gratefulness on the beauty of the day and the blessings that have come my way.
I hope to make the best of it – clear away some of the remnants of our wonderful Easter weekend – tend the garden…take a moment to sit and enjoy and perhaps