It seems like it’s been awhile since I’ve done a Sunday night treasure post. But I’m back with a little story this Father’s Day evening…

There are a ton of interesting blogs out there about collecting, thrifting, antiquing, etc. that I enjoy reading. I find that I click on the ‘about’ sections and so many tell a similar story…in a nut shell, the collector acquired their interest from their family. Either they were raised by antique dealers or hardcore thrifters and the interest was passed down. Makes sense to continue doing what you’ve always known, right?

Which is exactly how I didn’t develop this passion of mine.  You see, my interest is one that I’ve acquired all on my own as a young adult and it has evolved into a lifestyle.  My parents were not the type to go to flea markets or even hunt through thrift stores when I was a kid. They were not antiquers. They shopped at the tried and true commercial stores and bought new.  Don’t get me wrong, they were always sentimental about family heirlooms and treasures from their childhood.   We have many family pieces among us that tell a story.

A few years ago I dug an old, very cool, metal orange milk crate out of my dad’s garage that was holding tools or something else nondescript.  I asked him if I could have it.  He tried to tell me I didn’t want it because it was junk.  I said, “you watch!”  Little did he know at the time was that junk was going to be the fuel of my small business.  A week later he witnessed someone buy his crate from me.  That person saw the same potential I saw.

Although not an avid antiquer then, my dad wasn’t exactly new to “junk” but had never seen an item for more than exactly what it was or it’s original purpose.  Actually he’s always able to give me some background on an item I need more history on.  And now he thinks outside of the box and sees further potential in a found treasure like I would.

In developing my interests and business, I have been able to influence my parents over the years and they’ve certainly become antiquers. They hunt for treasures, brake for barn sales and call to ask me what I think like I’m the expert. I love it! I simply love that I have been able to sway them in such a way. I love the dynamic among us.

So anyway this week’s treasures were picked by my parents for me.  They picked out a few staples that I tend to go for.  I think they nailed it.

Enamel pots.  One of my original loves.  A really heavy one too!  And a small old ironing board.  I’m officially collecting these.  I have 3 in various sizes and heights.  Ironing boards are so versatile and pack up so easily.

An ash bucket.  I probably would’ve missed this but I’m so glad they picked it out.  It’s classic.  We will probably fill it with wood and keep it on the hearth of the fireplace.

A couple of old washboards.  Did you know these are being used as musical instruments?  I didn’t and tend to pass them up.  Fortunately my parents found a wood one and a brass one with beautiful patina.

The other side of The Brass King.  I will have to bring these into the shop so we can play during down times.

I think my mom and dad did pretty good out there!  I’m so glad that I’ve been able to share my passion and hobby with my parents.  Do you have any shared interests with your parents?

Oh and, finally, here is a harvest table that I picked up last week.  I love everything about its rustic and worn style.  Unfortunately it is just a bit too big for our dining room and we actually don’t need it anyway.  Darn because I think it is pretty amazing.  It’ll go in the shop when I’m ready to part with it.

Happy Father’s Day!  Thanks for reading a little bit about us.