Wednesday, June 24, 2015

beauty is......



















beauty is a love of flowers, a love of bright blue and deep green. beauty is a calm feeling, a day when roses seem to grow everywhere.
beauty waits, it sings, it wraps it's arms around everything sweet and follows dancing birds and smiling squirrels. 
beauty listens quietly like a silent bird, whose spirit is delicate enough to know who you are when you speak.
beauty cries, beauty sleeps, beauty is as old as life and all that is in it.
beauty is a friend to us, it knows the beauty that is in our hearts and on our faces.
beauty is sometimes frail, but always real enough to believe in itself.

beauty is what we all look for, what makes us kind and good. beauty is love, it is forgiveness, laughter and it is the soul when it remembers what it is like to be a child.

debbie schramer, 2015

















Friday, May 29, 2015

Gorgeous paintings!















Hello everyone! We have been so busy working on helping with the marketing of our new book "Fairy House" and buying and selling antiques......just a whirlwind lately! This is my absolute favorite time of year! Spring! Summer is the most precious to me of all, though. My birthday is in August, so, of course, August is my favorite month, but Spring and Summer have got to be the best times of the year for sure! I love the sunshine and all the spring flowers, everything blooming and happy!! It all makes me very happy! So, I hope you are having a wonderful, glorious springtime and getting outside a lot, too.

These photos were mostly from Tumblr, my absolute favorite place to find beautiful art!! Would love to hear from you!!














Tuesday, May 05, 2015

Summer is hope and green

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
the air is filled with a lighter voice, a nearly childlike flutter of excitement; a feeling of waiting for something truly wonderful. summer is here. i hold my breath each moment as the sun filters happily into every corner of the day. moss, green and bright, green drawers, patchy with old white paint, old paintings, sitting in a corner, waiting to be discovered. the mesh of leaves, eyes closed remembering a lovely garden, hidden away for the adventurer to find. the children watch and listen, they are the adventurers who walk to the edge of the forest to see the sweet deer and rabbits. the children are life and hope.
 
 
 
poem by debbie schramer, 2015
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Thursday, April 30, 2015

Our booth was featured in a video of the Vintage Whites Market in SLC

Our booth was featured in a video of the recent Vintage Whites Market in SLC. They showed several shots of our wire hat rack in the middle of the video. We were so excited to have our display in their video. It was such a fun show!! We loved being there and sold things left and right. It was so exciting!! Everyone was wonderful, too and it was just a great show.

When you see a woman picking up a pretty pinkish red hat, that's ours. In fact, I made that hat, too, so that was pretty nice to have my hat featured in the video, too. Click on the link below to see the video.

https://vimeo.com/123637214

Vintage Whites Blog: Vintage Whites in Salt Lake 2015 Recap:

Saturday, April 25, 2015

find a hideaway, a favorite place to dream

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
i walk quietly along the dusty path, the sun gleaming down like a yellow sunflower. watching and waiting for a little place to sit and rest. i need to remember that garden where i found peace and gentleness. i need to find a secret hideaway where i can dream of beauty and kindness and the smiles of life. slipping away to a little cave of flowers and leaves, i sleep for hours. no one knows where i am but i am not bothered or perplexed by the world. nature is healing, the birds soft voices still my emptiness. i feel the presence and spirits of little foxes and rabbits. i wish i could stay here forever. it is a world that i am truly part of. i am not part of the noises and chaos of the cities, where confusion reigns and people are unhappy. the forest and the sea, meadows and hills are my life. i only wish i could stay here forever.