One of the places my roaming took me this week was an estate sale in an 1800 log cabin. It is just up the road from the school where I work so I popped in to have a look. I mainly wanted to see the cabin and the estate sale was a great opportunity to gain entrance to a cabin that we've driven past dozens of times over the years. There were severe storms during the night, real gully washers, and the day was just beginning to clear when I pulled into the driveway and snapped this photo on my phone. The property is for sale and you can view the listing here.
|1800 log cabin for sale|
One of the things I find uncomfortable about estate sales is the situation which brings the estate to sale to begin with. Most of the time, an elderly person has died and the family puts the property and contents up for sale. When you walk into these homes, you are walking into someone's life. The contents of the home remain intact, just as it was when the home reverberated with life. Often times you will see evidence of decline, a home that could no longer be kept up, once loved objects fallen into disrepair. Almost always, the owner's clothing still hangs in the closets. It feels a little intrusive so I always purpose to be respectful when I am in these homes and to treat everything I touch with care.
|Do you see the heart stone in the fireplace?|
|Newly arrived at home, and ready with the Chalk Paint when I realize the shelf on the bottom doesn't belong. Hmm...|
|I also found this chair at the yard sale for $3. It was originally from the Hotel Roanoke. I won't paint this either because of the decorative back. It's still very sturdy and I envision reupholstering the seat with a pumpkin orange velvet. : )|