Monday, May 29, 2017

Homeward Bound

Friday morning we left home before 6 AM to set up for Ripley on Sale. We rarely are out and about at that time of day. The day was just breaking, and night creatures had not yet gone to bed.

I dodged a couple deer on the ridge road, then stopped for a possum on the hill down to Joe's Run. Two more deer decided to play chicken right after that, then further down, along the hard road two more jumped frantically across, as if their lives depended on doing it right that moment.  And even further down the road, an owl swooped so low I braked, and then a few feet further on had to stop for a full minute while two whippoorwill decided whether or not they wanted to move. The rest of the trip, on the two-lane, was uneventful but I was surely wide awake.

Today I worked on my Ravenswood booth  and decided to take the right fork home. There are three different ways to get here: we can choose to take Joe's Run, and then choose either the right or left fork as both come up on to our ridge. Or we can take Trace Fork, a longer one-lane that has the advantage of taking us out closer to Ravenswood. Since we usually do our "town" stuff in Ripley we usually take Joe's Run; which fork of the road depends on road conditions, what might be going on on either fork (road work, haying, a funeral, family reunion, etc.) Today I chose the right fork because the road is smoother and the pavement last longer before I get to gravel and dust.

That side of the road is usually busier because the road surface is better and there are more homes along it. Coming up the road this afternoon was a regular case of dodge-em though. First I met one neighbor on a blind hill. We waved and dodged to the sides to get by each other. Further on another neighbor was evidently in a hurry as she barely edged over and I had to get over pretty fast. She too waved as she passed.

Next was the duel-wheeled Dodge pickup towing a trailer, on which was an old-time horse-drawn hay rake, hanging a little over each side of the trailer, again, it was scoot over and let 'em by, and again a wave acknowledged thanks. A car with Ohio plates was next, driving slowly and carefully; visitors, probably to the graveyard on the hill.

Before I reached the graveyard I met yet another neighbor on his big farm tractor and although usually we stop for a chat, this time I was tired and he looked the same, so we waved and drove on.

By then I was at the graveyard. New floral arrangements decorated most graves on this, Decoration Day, and one couple was still there placing flowers on a grave. At last I reached the shaded woody part of the drive, and turned down my driveway to be met but our three-dog welcoming committee. Home. It felt good.

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Saturday, May 27, 2017

Aftermath: Ripley on Sale

So, how was it?

It was grand! We had such a good time seeing friends and catching up with some we hadn't seen in forever as well as those we get to see more often. And we sold stuff. Lots of stuff! Our goals were to clear out some older merchandise, get rid of some "why-did-I-buy-this" stuff, and to have fun. We met all of those goals and then some.

The weather was iffy. Rain and storms were predicted for the entire weekend. I bought a canopy when I saw the long-range forecast and Thursday Larry and I practiced putting it up--good thing. I can imagine the stress if we'd tried it for the first time onsite as we tried to get everything unloaded and set up.

My friend Suzy shared the space with me, and I can't give her enough thanks for all her help. All three of us were kept hopping, and her being there also allowed us all to be able to roam around and shop from time to time.

I worked late the night before the sale, getting this chalk-painted table and chairs ready to go. We ended up bringing it home with us, but it got plenty of attention. A little boy loved the folding fan in the jug, so he got it for half price, a whole 50 cents! I sold several things like that to children, or just gave it to them, because I want to encourage another generation of vintage lovers.

Larry and Suzy hard to work!

Black on black. I had a half dozen or more woven seat chairs, all painted in bright colors. They all sold! The Mail Pouch mirror got lots of lookers but no sale.

This mirror sold to a young lady in college. Mirrors are a popular item, I've found. The quilt came back home, which didn't break my heart. I often use this one here!

The bike sold at the very end of the sale as storms threatened; the wheelbarrows and ladders came home, as did that fruit crusher thingie. It was awesome to have there, just for all the conversations about it!  The high-wheel cultivator sold earlier in the morning.

I painted this tray white and tried to sell it for a year or more with no luck. So I painted it aqua and sanded it back to reveal several layers of color, and it sold quickly.

The little tables were also last-minute projects and they sold today, The chair also sold as did the white compote.

The primitive looking items were great attention-getters, which was my plan--display them in view of the street where people could see them and maybe come on in to have a closer look.

I bought some marked-down geraniums and plunked them into coffee cans for display and color. And see the little table and set of balancing scales behind the chair? I bought them early Friday from another vendor, and sold them for more than double my money before the end of the day. I hadn't intended to sell them here but oh well!

Larry re-did these wheelbarrows and they look great, but both came home with us. They go to our booths.

Smalls attracted lots of attention, especially this table of 50-cent items. At the end of the sale all these cheaper items went either to Goodwill or to a lady who does glass art. I did NOT want to bring them home with me. We sold a lot of them though so that was good, and people loved getting a bargain.

Larry makes these ladders which sell pretty well on our booths. We sold one of them at this sale. The other will go to a booth.

It's interesting to watch people at such events. There are the "experts" who want to tell you all about your stuff and are looking for big bargains. Then there are those who say "I have no room in my house for anything else!" and yet here, they are, still shopping. There are the ones who pick up pieces and say, "I played with these as a child/I remember these coming in washing powder?I drank out of these when I was a youngster." There are the men looking for tools and loving the $1.00 bin of rusty stuff, the young girls decorating their homes or planning their wedding, the children who are looking for toys. (I had several things to give away to the latter, because I remember how it was to see things and not be able to have them.) Then there are the ones who loved the painted furniture and who take photos of it so they can do the same. I'm fine with that--sharing is what I am all about.

Amongst all of the above, there were plenty of buyers. It was a lot of work, but definitely worthwhile, and we'll do it again next year. Right now, I just want to put my feet up and celebrate the good time we had at Ripley On Sale!

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Friday, May 26, 2017

Ripley On Sale

For the past several days (since we got home from family reunion) we've been preparing for the big annual sale on the courthouse lawn in Ripley, WV. I've been painting like a fiend, and Larry's been getting tools and such ready too. We worked until late last night, finishing up painting and other details. Today was the start of the sale, so we were up at 5:00am this morning to get into town and set up. To say I'm tired tonight is an understatement!

But we had a blast. We shared our space with my friend Suzy and we were like bees buzzing around until 8:00am when the sale officially began. I can't say sales were tremendous but they were steady and we met so many great people, and saw so many old friends and isn't that what it is really all about?

Here's a few pics of our booth.

Lots of lookers at the end tables and chairs, but no buyers...yet. The compote sold to a family planning a wedding.

Lots of lookers at this table and chairs set too, so maybe they'll sell tomorrow. This was done with Annie Sloan chalk paint and General Finishes milk paint.

Larry's stuff also drew lots of lookers--we had a great spot near the main drag so that was pretty cool.

I painted lots of "smalls" for this sale--mirrors and frames and porch chairs, as I call them--woven seat chairs that are questionable for seating but great for display or flowerpots.I sold the balancing scales and the small table behind the chair, as well as the swan planter holder on the ground to the right. The scales and the table were bought earlier in the day; I sold them for more than double what I bought them for! Location, location, location.

Refurbished wheelbarrows and blue quart jars drew lots of lookers but no buyers today.

Ditto with the boke, garden plow, and ladders. But maybe tomorrow!

A table of 50-cent items had lots of sales. This was stuff I just wanted rid of, and I hope to sell more of it tomorrow. If it doesn't sell, one of the local charity thrifts will benefit because I don't want to drag it home.

More pics tomorrow--these were taken with my phone but I should have better ones on my camera.

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