The Gypsy Rocker....

I snapped this image, of John....after we unloaded from What Cheer, the other day...{a rare photo} See his boot... or his sock, rather....sticking out of his boot?....I have given him money...for Christmas....and...his Birthday....to please...go buy a new pair of boots....but no....{I'm surprised he hasn't wrapped it with Duct Tape...}

Anyway....as he was sitting in the Rocker...he asked if I thought the Gypsies made this....I was taken back....John has a dry sense of humor...you never know, if he's serious, or not....This time he was serious....he said he remembered, as a child of 2, or so....living in Waterloo, Iowa.....how the Gypsies would settle there, over the Winter, and make these chairs... and Willow Furniture... He wondered why...he could remember this...at such a tender age...It's funny how our brain works...and gathers...

This is the rocker, that the Angels held, on the Truck....

Funny....I had seen it, in some folks' booth...early in the day....It haunted me....so...as I was heading out, at the end of the day, I drove past them...the Old Rocker was still sitting there....looking at me...so...I turned the truck around....parked next to the Old Rocker...and yelled out the window...how much would they take for it...{we had already had a conversation about it, earlier....the man said it looked like me...I said "yep...it's a twisted...gnarly thing...just like me".... he shot me a good price...so..I got out of the truck...and bought it... I told the folks, I had better look around...in their booth...and see what else I need...Everything that I was drawn to....his Mother had found for him....including the Old Gypsy Rocker...the man said he would give his Mom money, to go 'Saling'...she would have a Blast...gathering things...

I told him, I thought she and I would be good pals.... he said, sadly, she had passed on, three years ago...{somehow...I already knew that...}

He said the Old Rocker had set on their porch, for years... I sat in it... it is very Wonderful...

Love the Slats, on the seat, and back...love the way it feels...It doesn't rock, much...it actually sets more like a high back chair... and, I think John is correct, about the age...early to mid 40's...

I'm giving it a Soft Wax...then, it will be Gold Rush Bound...If I had a Porch...I would keep it....

I worked on getting things cleaned, this afternoon...I still feel like a Toad... but Polly kept me company...and I didn't push it, too hard... John came out and helped, too....

I do enjoy cleaning old Furniture...and seeing the transformation...a little soap and water will do...

love to ya!

Barb C.

{when I got home the other night....late....John said, he heard a Woman's voice....plain as day, talking to him...when he had let Nicky outside....but  no one was there....It was dark out...and he was shook up...

 Wonder if she could be related to the one, who held the Old Rocker, in the truck?{the Old Rocker was less than 50 feet from him... That was my first thought....I asked him what she said to him...he said, he couldn't make it out...she was just talking.... That's a Man for ya....{That's a Woman, for ya, too...I guess...}