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What we might take… Part two.

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When it comes to wanting a weird and unusual item to bring to the Antique Roadshow, I don’t think you can beat what’s hanging on our wall.

Do you see it?

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It’s a bizarre rock crystal piece that’s been gracing my family’s homes since the late 1800’s.

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What is it? Good question.

My grandfather traveled the world at the end of the 19th century and brought this back from Egypt in the early 1880’s or ‘90’s.

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When I was a child I was sure it was pirate treasure because of the skull and crossed bones.

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But the story was it came from an ancient tomb.

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For over 100 years no one in my family knew what it was, so back in 1994 I contacted a museum curator.

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Turns out they weren’t sure either. Early Christian or ancient Coptic?

Interesting.

And in case you’re wondering, I did send photos to Christie’s and Sotheby’s… both of whom sent back replies stating it fell below their $5,000 value requirement ($10,657 in today’s dollars) for auction. And if they’re not auctioning? They’re not identifying.

So…

Another definite Roadshow possibility.

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What we might take… Part one.

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If we get picked to go to the Antique Roadshow taping in Maine this summer, I want to bring something unusual.

Something you haven’t seen a hundred times before.

This might fit the bill…

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My father was of Scottish ancestry, but born and raised in England. This framed print was passed down through his family and though it doesn’t currently hang in our home…. it is interesting.

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Mine is clearly hand colored.

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And the only other one I could find on line is in the National Portrait Gallery.

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A distinct Roadshow possibility…

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What we’re not taking… Part one.

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In anticipation of our possible trip to the Antique Roadshow taping this summer, I’ve been silently walking around the house wondering what we should take.

Yes, we have hundreds of antiques… but it should be something special.

Something unusual.

Something expensive.

Something the dealers won’t roll their eyes at once we step away from the appraisal desk.

In a perfect world I would have taken this…

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A large Audubon print of canvas back ducks in Baltimore harbor.

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Years ago we thought this was the real deal. It was the right elephant folio size to be an original…

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It had the correct identifiers…

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The right printer and date.

It was a gift to my parents from a wealthy family friend and had been hanging on my parents wall since the 1960’s. My mother always told me it was worth a fortune.

She was right about that..

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But when my husband and I took it to Christie’s auction house in NYC 30 years ago we were told it was an only a good quality restrike from the 1940’s, worth approximately $3,000.

While that’s not chump change, and it may have appreciated some since then….

Nope.

Not Roadshow material.

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I thought the purpose of purchase was display.

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As previously reported, we now own a vintage buckboard/carriage/old thing.

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It’s prominently placed on the lawn in front of the barn for optimum viewing, because… that was the whole point of buying it.

Right?

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Well, not quite.

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Because every evening about 7:00, my husband pushes it in the shed.

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Every evening, and every time rain is forecast… or the ground is wet, or the wind is blowing or the frog in the field across the street is croaking too loudly.

You get the idea.

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Putting it in the shed is not an easy chore. It’s a really tight fit…

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And something tells me the damn thing is going to spend more time inside than out.

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So guess what was delivered today…

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You knew this was coming, right?

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Yes, my husband bought the horse drawn carriage/buckboard/grocery delivery van.

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Whatever you want to call it, it’s old, it’s big and it’s cumbersome.

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He wheeled it behind the shed…

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And realizing no one would see it there…

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Moved it out in front of the barn.

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It’s in remarkably good shape, though the leather seat is quite cracked.

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Fully functionally as it can be… without an actual horse.

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And my husband gets a huge kick out of the tiny tailgate.

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So, yeah.

We own an antique horse drawn vehicle now.

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When my husband goes vehicle shopping…

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My husband never ceases to make me laugh.. be it intentionally or not.

And since we recently did a good bit of vehicle shopping which resulted in a purchase for me, fair is fair.

So when he came home the other day and told me to get in the car to go look at a vehicle he’d found, I couldn’t complain too loudly.

But I did laugh.

A lot.

You see… the vehicle he wanted you to buy wasn’t at a dealership.

Never was, even when new.

Which turned out to be at least 100 years ago.

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Yes… the vehicle he wanted to buy was antique and horse drawn.

Of course it was.

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A man in the neighboring town had 5 of them for sale and my husband was in heaven.

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Personal carriages, a doctor’s buggy… even a horse drawn hearse.

But it was this one he really loved.

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Part buggy, part pick up truck.

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It even had a tailgate…

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E. A. Coffin, Meats & Groceries, Tel. 72 M was still legible on the back of the seat so we’re guessing it was a kind of horse drawn delivery van.

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My husband.

Ya gotta love him.

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Random ramblings..

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As we were driving back from the hardware store where we purchased yet more materials for the front porch, we saw this on someone’s front lawn and the husband was so enamored… he pulled into their driveway for a picture.

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Bizarre yet wonderful.

Also on the way home?

He stopped for a pie.

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The husband loves pie. And even after complaining vociferously about the growing cost of our renovation projects… purchased a blueberry for $30.

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Yes.

I completely believe that’s real natural beauty.

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Sounds like my kind of beer.

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I’d never seen this before and thought it was clever.

My husband scoffed and said, “That’s a swamp cooler. Where have you been?”

Not in a swamp apparently.

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The husband’s truck is in the shop… again. He loves that old relic but I swear it spends as much time at the repair shop as it does on the road. Thankfully our mechanic is an old friend and treats us right.

He also has a sense of humor.

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A treasure guessing game.

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My husband came home with a treasure the other day.

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He bought it a flea market from someone who had no idea what it was.

He paid $7.

Tasking me with research, I came up with this:

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And this:

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They both look exactly like what he brought home.

I have doubts about it being a tea whisk. The Japanese take their tea ceremonies seriously and I think their tool would be more decorative.

Either way, it seems to be worth more than $7.

What’s your guess?

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Fryeburg Fair, part six… husband heaven.

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What is it with men and motors?

For my husband the older the better, so he was fascinated to see these vintage ( read, old as dirt) machines up and running.

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His favorite?

The double log splitter.

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I swear he could have stood there all day and listened to it belch purr.

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Ditto the corn sprayer…

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And the shingle cutter.

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Machine or no, that’s a lot of work.

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He also got a large kick out of this relic on the right.

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An early self propelled lawn mower. Christ, it would have to be… it probably weighed 300 lbs.

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