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Great Ways To Use Old Ladders

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Great Ways To Use Old Ladders

We know ya'll come across rickety old ladders at garage sales. Most men don't see the value in them so they toss em' out for garbage, after all, if they are rickety then they can't be used for their original purpose...right? 

Sooooo WRONG...

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A Pleasant Surprise!

A few years ago I went out gathering and hunting. We answered a craigslist ad for old barn doors and this is what we found! Heather and Steve's house and it was full of all sorts of charming ideas. We just had to share them with you. They created this display above their front door for all to see when they enter. Can you tell the shelves are old ladders? Below is another shot with more of the door showing so you can get a feel for the height they have in their foyer.

This the living room. Darling, isn't it? The barn door hung on the wall is similar to the 3 we bought from them. Great idea. Notice the coffee table, it's an old door with legs, they kept the door knob on!

Heather makes these cute little primitive dolls. This one is sitting in a dry sink in her family room. She is so sweet. I think I'll call her Sally

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Steve is quite the idea guy. You can tell he loves old things. His eyes light up when he tells the stories about all of his finds. This is clever, he used old windows to hide the television set.

See I told you! Thanks to Heather and Steve for being such good sports about allowing us to take pictures and post them for all of you.

We've got more to tell you about our adventures this past weekend....(we wound up with 2 trailers full) so check back.

Til next time!

Linda

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Ever Wonder Why We Started All This Junkin Stuff? Here's A Look Back....

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Ever Wonder Why We Started All This Junkin Stuff? Here's A Look Back....

This blog is dedicated to FUNKY JUNK SISTER #1, my mother, Dixie. She is the original "Junk Queen". 

She taught me how to decorate on a budget. That means that you went rummaging at garage sales, estate sales and flea markets all the time. And I do mean all of the time, if we were in the car with mom we were on the hunt. She would turn in at every garage sale sign she saw, and as kids, believe me, that wasn't always a good thing. She would hear the whining too. "Not another one! Let's go home!"

If my brothers were in the car, oh Lordy watch out. They would make her miserable all the way home for that last stop. The trip home wasn't a short one either. We lived in a small town north of Spokane, Washington so the ride home took about 35 minutes.

When we arrived back at the farm everyone that didn't make the trip into town with her was forced (seriously forced) to see all of her new finds.

Back then I didn't appreciate the things she found. Now it's a different story.... now I have taken all that she taught me and turned it into money, treasures, or heirlooms for my family. Thanks Mom, I finally get it!!

Linda

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