Chair, Chair, Everywhere A Chair

I have always been a collector of old chairs from the first chair my grandfather gave me long ago... A beautiful Windsor chair that in my younger days I had to sell to make ends meet. I have never forgotten that chair and have longed to own another.

When Frank and I were married we were given a wonderful gift of a old rocking chair his grandfather had made. Years of wear and tear had taken its toll and the rawhide seat was ripped and one of the rockers was broken. It took us years to finally restore it and we added a new leather seat and rockers but left the finish as is. It proudly sits on my porch greeting us when we come and go.

One of my favorite chairs is one I found at a local thrift store. It became the inspiration for my bedroom and bath redo. I was excited because it had a slipcover and when I lifted it up to see its "bones" I was even more excited as it wore a beautiful undercoat of Coral fabric that looked brand new.

I have chairs in my garden too, one hold a pot of herbs and a hand painted sign by one of my neighbors and another hold a burlap bag and whatever flowers are in season.

Peter, Peter Pumpkin Eater

Pumpkin Patch in Georgia Mountains

I have looked everywhere this week (well the 3 stores in town) for a Mrs. Smith's Pumpkin Pie. I have been under the weather and one of the things I can eat is Pumpkin but alas Peter must have eaten all the pies as I have not been able to find one.

I have had offers of Apple Pie (which I love) and Pumpkin Cheesecake (which I am sure I would love) but alas no offers of a fresh baked Pumpkin Pie.... my mother always made the best she added extra spices and they were so yummy!

Beth once made a sugar free Pumpkin Pie for her daddy when we first found out he had diabetes. He ate a piece, told her thank you and to never make it again. At least he ate his 'cause none of the rest of the family could do that.

Right about now I would settle for a Pumpkin doughnut from Dunkin's but we don't have one of those either. Maybe I can sweet talk Frank into bringing me home a doughnut from Anderson or better yet maybe THEY have pumpkin pies!