Restless Rose Vintage

There are some pieces you find on your travels that are just too beautiful and rare to part with. When West Wales, particularly Carmarthen, was my main hunting ground I found this vintage velvet flowered bridal hair piece, which someone had clearly lovingly handmade in the early to mid-twentieth century. There are still long looping…

I generally prefer February to January. It’s a shorter month, and it always ends in March. It benefits from not sitting next to Christmas, and is not tarnished by the comparative lack of joy, presents, bright lights and good-will. So I have been trying to find some uplifting verse to match my monthly preference… And…

  Poppies bleeding their reds into the yellow corn norfolk hedgerows and their clusters of vibrant Ladies Bedstraw – i could stuff my medieval mattress right now – the scent is disorienta… Source: Things I Like this summer:

  Last Sunday was warm. Very warm. Perfect in fact for a vintage fair, and where else could it possibly be but Heydon: the Norfolk village that never grew up, on the green that never evolved b… Source: Rose at Heydon

poppies bleeding their reds into the yellow corn  norfolk hedgerows and their clusters of vibrant Ladies Bedstraw – i could stuff my medieval mattress right now – the scent is disorientatingly syrupy and rather discombobulating the texture and lustre of vintage threads wound clumsily over wooden bobbins and the crochet hook that fashions them into flowers…