Monday, August 24, 2009

On Friday Tom and I traveled to our favorite sort of estate sale. Inside the house, a very old ranch, everything appeared as though Time stopped around 1965.

Love, love, love that.

The bedrooms were the 'mandatory' colors of such places, one was turquoise, one was pink and the other was that 40's shade of green. The bedroom furniture was from the 40's or 50's, the closet poles held 1960's clothes and there were even linens, still in packages, from the 50's and 60's.

I searched through boxes of books from the 1920's, the kitchen drawers held wood-handled utensils and cookbooks from the 40's. The appliances were old, due to the fact they made them to last back then, unlike today, where they make them to fall apart so you'll have to buy new ones soon.

Down in the huge (for a ranch house) basement there were boxes of aprons, tablecloths, glassware and Christmas decor. Down there, too, was the old tub wringer washer we expect to see in such places and furniture long ago banished to the basement's depths. And a workbench and child's blackboard on an easel.

Tom and I have probably walked through 70 such houses here in NY, and presently, wandering through these old family homes is my highest form of fun (a sobering type, though, considering estate sale circumstances). I can imagine what it's like to live in one home for 60 (or more) years and almost can I hear the walls talk in such places. Always, I've been the type who can sense happy houses or seething ones. On Friday, I believe we walked through a happy one. Contented, too, since the family did not feel a need to buy the latest gadgets or redecorate with the decades (unlike me, who redecorates every ten minutes).

And you know? Probably most of us can sense the atmosphere of a home, which makes me want, more than ever, to keep mine as peaceful as possible. And since I believe the air of our home reflects the air of our hearts, it behooves me to keep things peaceful inside there, as well.

A dose of contentment wouldn't hurt, either.


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"Peace I leave with you; My [own] peace I now give and bequeath to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Do not let your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid. [Stop allowing yourselves to be agitated and disturbed; and do not permit yourselves to be fearful and intimidated and cowardly and unsettled.]"
John 14:26-28 (from the Amplified Bible)

5 comments:

Elizabeth said...

That sounds wonderful Debra,I too love those kind of homes!

Donetta said...

I love your heart:)

Myrna said...

What a dream of an estate sale!
And what a wonderful lesson (and reminder to me) you shared. Thanks!

Utah Grammie said...

Oh I love this post. I would have loved to walk through the house with you! I have chosen estate sales rather than yard/garage sales lately. I feel better about giving older things new loving homes..and I like to think the owner of such little everyday treasures would be happy for me to have them :-)

Anonymous said...

I have only been able to go to a few estate sales but seeing those houses is a real treat. Even when there is little left to buy to just see the bones of the house....the little cubby areas, the special built in shelfs and the recess area in the hall for the telephone and such...such fun! These houses are so unique,, unlike the cookie cutter houses most of us live in. I walked through this house you went to with you in my mind's eye and thank you for leading us through it!! :) Jody