coming home...

Last week I shared the story of our home

the story continues....

This is a story of a yard sale

from a yard sale...

our house circa 1912

As far as we can tell from the old photos

the gingerbread was removed in the 30's.

All of the  original old windows and mouldings from the

redo in the '70's were being stored in the chicken coop
when we moved in.

but no gingerbread

We looked everywhere for it-

in the bstalls of the barn,

in the chicken coop,

in the barn loft

but it was not here.

Shortly after beginning the exterior makeover

we were having a yard sale of our own.

My husband was mentioning to our neighbor lady,

Arlene,

(my favorite go-to- find junque' lady)

about how we really wished we

had the original gingerbread .

She said" I have some gingerbread that I bought

at a barn sale

around the corner a few years ago."

"Would you be interested in it?"

We headed on down to her place

(ran is more like it!)

That kind of architectural salvage

is very hard to come by here.

How much?

"$300.00 for all 3 pieces..."

(my husband just reminded me that it was $100.00 plus stuff junk we traded from our stash)

SOLD!

Quick...let's make the deal.

And get it home and put it up.

My husband is heading up the ladder...

ya, it's dark...told ya, we couldn't wait:)

You will not believe this...

The holes for the nails are in the very same place!

(As in, the holes in the soffit and the holes in the gingerbread)

Hurry, dig out the old photos!

You guessed it!

It is the same gingerbread!


That barn burned down

shortly after Arlene bought these!

Doesn't that just give you goosebumps?!