in our last post, ashley briefly introduced you to the horrors and thrills of junkyarding. while for some of you, swimming your way through a sea of doors, rusty metal, and glass is not your ideal way to spend a friday afternoon, it’s definitely our’s.

junkyarding is addicting – the new tlc special premieres this fall, replacing “hoarding”. i think the only reason jon (my hubs) hasn’t kicked me out yet is the incredibly low cost (an afternoon at mr. brown’s junkyard is much cheaper than lunch at panera) unfortunately, our garage is quickly filling and i’m running out of space for me to hide my addiction from him!

one of the many things that caught my eye while perusing the yard were these frames:

i live in a townhome and i have an awkward block of bare wall underneath one of the staircases. when you enter my home you see this bare space immediately before walking upstairs to my main floor. this is what i’ve come up with:

i paired my junkyard frames with a couple extras i had laying around my house to fill the boring, bare space. i love the visual interest the frames add.

ash and i left with a LOT of gems last week – hope you aren’t bored with our junkyard posts yet!

lots of love,

kathleen

“ever thine. ever mine. ever ours.”

as a mother, i get the privelage of dragging my daughter (sequoia ruby) anywhere i want to go. i am obsessed with thrifting – some call it ADD (my husband being one), but i love the thrill of a day’s worth of entertainment for next to nothing.

my favorite part of my new business partner kathleen is that i can call her at 7:45 in the morning and say:

“we’re going to the junkyard today.”

and she replies:

“i’ll bring the coffee.”

so last friday we headed to our favorite junkyard. i mean, come on, who else do you know with a “favorite junkyard”? (at this point kathleen and i are on very personal terms with the owner mr. brown…)

after wandering the “yard”, we filled our truck – all for under 40 bucks. you know you have ecclectic taste when a junkyard owner questions your mental stability and asks:

“what are you gunna do with this sh*t?”

but i knew this was a diamond in the dirty, rotten, rusty, rough:

i thought it was a great deal for 25 cents – especially when they work and turned out like this:

while we may always leave questioning our last tetanus shot; our hearts and trunks are very full.

until next time,

ashley

“ever thine. ever mine. ever ours.”