Morning Glory Roof and More from Fox and Finch Antiques



All throughout the summer, things move in and out of the shop at high speed. It is like moving house every week.  Art is my favorite thing, but I’m not crazy about hanging art.  When one piece sells, everything else has to be moved.

Remember my post about my friend, Robert’s, Morning Glory window awning? I think he switched to moon flowers and I haven’t seen how that worked out. However, I can tell you want happened to my cat-run roof of Morning Glories. It turned into a giant chipmunk blind.  The two cats, Emma and Kaiser, can’t go outside until I have the time to cut some of the Morning Glories down. I’ve managed to save the two that Emma caught, one of which lived under the radiator for two days, but that can’t go on. I picked one up that I believe fainted from Emma whacking it on the head and it was so soft. As soon as I got it out of the pen, it high-tailed it away.




I didn’t know that chipmunks love to eat the spent Morning Glory flowers.  So, I won’t plant Morning Glories near the cat-run again. The shade provided is perfect, but I can figure something else out that doesn’t attract chipmunks. Meanwhile, I will need to make sure that Emma and Kaiser didn’t get fleas from my house guest of two days.  I had the front and back doors open for 8 hours a day and that chipmunk would sit on the door threshold and not go out. Finally, I corralled him one night and lead him outside.

The basil remains as a plant and has not miraculously turned into pesto. Darn it.

Side Note: The coffee trick that I’ve read about on line to remove the musty smell from a really cute 1940s suitcase doesn’t work. I put a pound of cheap coffee in the suitcase, put it all in a big bag and left it for six months. I swear it smelled even worse and the next trip the cute suitcase took was to the garbage bin.
A sweet gift from my friend, Catherine. I studied her bouquet and taught myself how to include leaves in garden flower arrangements.
Kaiser spots a chipmunk.

~ Ginene, August, 2016


A Sister is a Life-Long Valentine

“You may be as different as the sun and the moon, but the same blood flows through both your hearts. You need her, as she needs you..”– George R.R. Martin

IMG_0935I received a treasure box from my sister this week. The box was filled with things she’d kept a long time. Perhaps things she found in Ohio and they don’t fit in their new home in Florida. Most of them I’ll keep because they are just what I would buy. That’s the way it is with us.


I, too, am always drawn to these small reverse painted pictures. This one is charming, isn’t it? I have never seen one where the children are ice skating.


In a frame painted in my all time favorite colors, Nile Green from the teens and 1920s, this little reverse painting is backed with rippled silvered paper in a technique named Butterfly Wings. The fur clip on the left is one of the prettiest I’ve seen and must have been from decades before the rhinestone ones of the 1950s.


Sparkly (the glass beads are faceted) 1920s flapper necklace with tassels. Necklaces were not only worn in the front, but were often worn down the back. There were no rules in the fashion of that era and necklace colors clashing with the color of the dress was considered the height of fashion.


This little box opened to show something that really stumped me. What the heck? These little candles float on oil and were used as night lights for children and for people recovering from an illness. They have been used for 200 years in Germany and France. They can still be purchased today. The company Glafey of Nuremberg has been in business since 1808. This box from 1958 states that there are 1000 hours of candlelight inside. That is longer than a Yankee candle!


A bevy of Krementz and Simmons gold-plated cuff links from the teens and 1920s mixed with several gold shirt studs with amber and hematite tips.


There were many more things in the box. Things she knew I needed and things she knew I’d like. This motto picture was on the bottom. “No pal half so dear to me” sums it up.

I was once a school secretary in a small school of only 700 students, Grades 1 through 12. The principal often left me to talk to someone sent to the office as he couldn’t get any work done (neither could I) with the constant stream of offenders. One day a teenager was sent to the office for getting into an actual fist fight with her sister over a boy they both liked. I was thinking about this as she sat there and the more I thought about it, the more worked up I became. I said the smartest thing I’ve probably ever said: “Don’t ever betray your sister. Boys come and go. Men come and go. Even husbands come and go. But your sister will always be with you.”  The girl said, “Okay!” The principal came out of his office and said, “That was really good.”  He probably used it later.

“Our sisters are there with us from the dawn of our personal stories to the inevitable dusk.”            – Susan Scarf Merrell


The last auction I attended was a night auction and it was far away. It was snowing and people seemed to want to get home so no one bid on a big parcel of china and planters. I got the box for a few dollars. The next day, I looked inside the box. There were some great things inside, especially the Fiesta in all shapes and colors. And everything was chipped except for these lovely plates. There was only one or two of each plate but look at the beautiful designs and colors.





Someone will come in the shop who mixes and matches place settings or maybe someone will be able to merge them into a china cabinet or wall display.


I didn’t do much in the shop for Valentine’s Day except group together the few things I had in the theme of hearts. Everyone has seen these Cupid Asleep and Cupid Awake photographs. The photographer M.B. Parkinson’s young model was Josephine Anderson, the daughter of a friend The originals were distributed by Taber-Prang Art from 1897 until 1908. This one is marked Taber-Prang. There were Black Cupid prints issued by Schlesinger Brothers and by National Art and Frame Company. They are valuable and hard to find.


When the envelope with the heart seal is moved, the dog’s tongue moves up and down. I had several pieces of correspondence that a man named Wilfred sent to this woman in the 1930s. Actually, I don’t think he was doing well with her and I suspect old Wilfred moved on to someone else.

Yes, men come and go, but a sister is forever. I hope your were as lucky as I was in drawing a couple of winning cards for sisters.