I am a casual frequenter of antique haunts. I enjoy perusing dusty isles filled with chippy years-gone-by merchandise... and going through stacks of crisply starched linens... and the smell of old books!
I most often leave enjoying my visit... empty handed!
But, once in awhile I find something that I know belongs to me... that feels like it is already a part of my story. Those are the things I take home...
That is exactly how I feel about this rather tall little stool. I knew it's home was StoneGable! I can't quite tell you why or what it is about it... I just knew!
It has been repainted... I recognize the color and the feel of the wax finish rubbed on it.
I was going to strip it and repaint it... but the color has grown on me!
I think it should stay this soft aqua blue. It just needs a little extra rubbing with super fine sandpaper to coax a soft glow from the wax.
It has a sturdy seat with a handsome design...
It will certainly earn it's keep. It is a useful piece... I think it is rather beautiful in a simple way! I like simple beauty...
I was thinking of stacking small quilts on top of it or using it as a makeshift nightstand. It would stand in very well for a table between two porch rockers, too!
All I do know right now is that this new find... this old stool... has finally come home!!!