I recently finished this stunner of a book over Christmas. Bliss a teenager is missing, his parents go searching and his Sister Violet is left behind to manage the family antique store. I loved the small town setting. It brought me back to my Moms little shop by the road that brought tourists in to shop for local treasures that my Mom collected. All the antique/vintage jargon I remember as a kid and is part of my life now warmed me up to the main characters and their life. While reading I could get the sense of an underlying truth not exposed until the final pages. It kept me thinking and fearing right along with the characters in the book. As a archaeology volunteer one theme that was apparent to me was, what people leave behind tells a story. In archaeology we are unraveling a mystery. Dissecting what people leave behind to understand their motivation in life. Understanding the past is the key to understanding the future.
The author definitely got it right for me with this one, ghosts, antiques, treasure, folklore, grief and loss. Everything I need to hear right now.
What I consider to be treasures, is questionable. To my amateur Archeaologists eye I see a story, others may just see garbage. Walking through our land I found these throw away things that were tossed to the Kitchen Midi ages ago, when this land was ploughed and nurtured. People lived here. Now I find their broken pieces and can only imagine their daily lives.
The handcraft guild at Louisbourg creates beautiful things. This 18th century ladies pocket I purchased today at The Fortress gift shop. They make great yarn bags. I like the idea of having a pocket to tie on. I probably could make it steampunkish. Well I could try…
Happy Birthday to me!!! I had a great day. I volunteered in collections this morning then went exploring around The Fortress. I found another piece of the puzzle. Look at what they have to work with, it’s very intriguing.
Wore a few sparkly bits today…birthday suit…
Another day and I found another tiny piece of the puzzle. “Hap” etched on a piece of window glass. I’d like to think it is the word happy but of course there are other options.
This is the piece I found yesterday… The plot thickens.
A few discoveries today and a lot of questions still to be answered. The longer I delve into the bits and pieces the more I want to know. I found part of an etched inscription today. I’m feeling more and more like a code breaker. I used to love criptoquotes as a kid. I guess those interests that you develop as a kid, turn into your passions when you are an adult.
Visited Kennington Cove…
It’s that time of year again. My volunteer vacation at Louisbourg with Parks Canada Archeaology. Today I was working in Collections, which happens to be one of my fav places. Just think 1000’s of artifacts at your fingertips. My project was wading through a mountain of glass trying to find pieces that were unique. It’s like playing with a jigsaw puzzle. Lots of fun for me.
I had a great morning at The Archaeology lab at Saint Mary’s U. We had an expert talk about Ceramics. Some of the examples I recognize from the material finds at Louisbourg. I learned loads, that will help in my Archeaology volunteering and also my antique hunting.
I fit right in here, with my antique broach and Victorian beaded belt.