Flowers Inside When It's Too Hot Outside

Yes, that is an odd title.
But our garden flowers are languishing
in the August heat . . . and so am I.

Therefore, I'm filching a tablescape from two years ago

for today's post.  I did the same thing last August, but shhh, don't tell, okay?

It's a Table For One at That Old House.

That beautiful big green tureen -- shaped a lot like a tagine -- is a gift from my daughter Alida.  It's from some faraway land -- can't remember!

It is Thursday, and you -- my honored guest -- are invited to

take a seat at the round oak table in the conservatory, and be pampered.

Thanks to Susan of Between Naps On The Porch for hosting Tablescape Thursday, and to Suzanne of Coloradolady for hosting Vintage Thingies Thursday, and to Leigh of Bloggeritaville for Thrifty Thursday! Whew! That's a lot of hosting and work for these ladies and their hardworking Mr. Linkies. I am in awe.

You can click on any of the Blog Party names, to be transported and to find other stories of tablescaping and thrifting derring-do!

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Now . . . please, pull out the wire and wicker chair we found

at curbside (with two of its mates) in the Fall of '08, and sit yourself down.

Under your place setting, a vintage embroidered dresser scarf,
an eBay find.

The pink and green and the careful stitching are so airy looking:

Flowers from the garden -- the tough daisies, and the bolted mint.  Love the feathery mint!

The vase is actually an old mustard pot; many years ago we sold French coarse grained mustard

in a gourmet shop we owned, and it came in these fabulous stoneware pots.

I saved several.  If by several we mean a lot.

Hobnail milk glass S&Ps -- they were my mother's.

My old Lenox crystal goblet (on the left) in the Antique pattern, now discontinued.
I only have four of them.  But I have distant cousins of theirs, inexpensive paneled glasses.

On the right, a $3 wine glass off the cheap shelves at Fortunoff's,

bought more than 30 years ago when I had my first swinging singles pad.

Reality check: it wasn't a swinging singles pad. I shared an 1802 house on the grounds of a museum complex with my cousin, so instead of a singles pad we had a 3/4 Cape with white picket fence,

a well, an herb garden, and a dirt floor in the cellar. The only things swinging were some loose shutters.

The green majolica plate I got more than 25 years ago at a shop

in Greenport, on eastern Long Island.

 Not Bordallo.  Don't know who made it!

On top, a plate from my grandmother's
favorite set of luncheon dishes.

Syracuse china.

Pink, green, touches of yellow and blue.

On top of the luncheon sized plate, a crocheted lace liner.
Dime store.

And a little double-handled French Limoges bouillon cup.  eBay, of course!

Simple and heavy hotel plate flatware:

A rummage sale find.

A napkin from a long-ago tablecloth set.

The tablecloth is among the missing in action.

Put it all together and . . . Bon appetit!

I am very pleased you came to visit.

For more table and thrifting posts,

check out the blogs, below! (Links at top of this post.)

And now I'm heading down to the dungeon, otherwise known as the cellar, to do some laundry.  We are hoping to get out to the beach house this weekend -- so keep your fingers crossed!  -- Cass


Let's hope we're here for the weekend: