One Pill Makes You Larger . . . Oops, Wrong Rabbit

I've got rabbits on my mind.
To someone of my vintage, mentioning Rabbit
is as likely to bring back memories of belting along with
Grace Slick as it is memories of this nervous gentleman:

Don't believe me?
Go ask Alice.

Don't get the reference(s)?

Back to the sandbox, young'un.

This image and the one above graciously provided by Karen, The Graphics Fairy.  

I am in goofy mode today.

Because, you know, mostly I am so very, very serious and dour.

Which should be pronounced to rhyme with "tour" and not "sour."  Who knew?

English is whack, man.

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I'm channeling Elmer Fudd, and going Wabbit Hunting.

Because Easter is just over two weeks away, and I have nothing Easter-y in That Old House.  Yet.

I know I've got a small cache of

Bunnies and Easter-y kitsch somewhere.

I thought it was in this chest in the Parlor.

Turns out, I thought wrong.

So . . . maybe I'd stashed them in the Dining Room, where I stash way too many things.

But no.  Not in the breakfront here.  See?

Nor in the sideboard, below.

Back to the Parlor, and that breakfront.

(And if you think I have too many breakfronts, you are probably right.)

Gasp!

Eureka!

In a bottom cupboard, we find . . . well, a jumbled dusty mess, AND

Wascally Wabbits!  Hooway!  Hooway!

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 Since it is Thursday, and I haven't done a Tablescape in awhile, I had good intentions of using

the new-found bunnies and Easter decor that had been hiding in the Parlor breakfront.

But . . . time.  You know, time?  That thing we never have enough of?

I didn't have it.

So, here's a 2-year old Bunny themed table.  Links to Thursday parties follow.

This was done in the first week of March 2010, and we still had plenty of snow on the ground, and more falling that day.
No wonder I was eager to go all "Spring Table, tra-la-la-la!"

What I used:
Sheer flowered tablecloth, from my mother-in-law.
Vintage embroidered runner, eBay.
Georgian pattern flatware -- ca. 1912 -- eBay.
Mikasa Ribbon Pink china -- actually belongs to daughter Anne but it's in my keeping; eBay.
Gorham cut crystal hurricane lamp -- from my mother-in-law.
Irish crystal wine glasses -- Macy's.
Amethyst cut-to-clear glass and pewter hurricane lamp -- gift from my friend Betsy.
Majolica style asparagus pitcher.  Not old.
Majolica style asparagus tureen -- Tuesday Morning.
Vintage linen damask napkins -- eBay.
and
A Bunny.  Pushing a basket on wheels.  No recollection where I got it, but it's just so cute.  And crackly.
I sure wish that basket was filled with licorice jelly beans.  

As night drew in, we lit the candles against the darkness,

as people have done since ancient times.

Time for me to stop hunting Wabbits,

and do things I must make time for!  -- Cass

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Link Parties!

Visit Suzanne at Colorado Lady for Vintage Thingies Thursday!

Visit Leigh at Tales from Bloggeritaville for Thrifty Thursday!

Susan at Between Naps On The Porch for Tablescape Thursday!

And Sherry at No Minimalist Here -- don't miss Open House Party Thursdays.  

Spring and Snow From Long Ago

Two years ago, on Thursday, March 4, 2010,
we had snow on the ground.  A lot.  And more to come.
Spring Fever hits hard when you have endured a rough winter -- as we learned in both 2010 and 2011 --
but this winter has been so mild that Spring Fever is almost just a dim memory.

I'm reviving that memory, with a re-run of a two-year-old post.

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Welcome to a Springtime Table at That Old House . . . 

with colors and shapes right out of Mr. McGregor's Garden.

(from Thursday, March 4, 2010)

The setting: the old oak table in the conservatory, with a sheer tablecloth,

a vintage gift from my mother-in-law, folded over and tossed on to give a light and gauzy covering.

In the center, a gathering of Spring . . . .

Place settings of Mikasa Ribbon Pink china, an Ebay find that belongs to my daughter Anne.
But who brings such pretty china to grad school? Mama is keeping it safe at home.

Is Mrs. Bunny staring at me?

A stomach's eye view -- dinner and soup plates, old Irish linen napkin,
old Georgian silverplate flatware (1912).

Irish crystal stemware.

In the center of the table, an asparagus tureen.
From Tuesday Morning shop, two summers ago. I had looked at it on several trips,
and finally one day my daughter Anne went into the store, came out to the car carrying a box,
handed it to me and said, "Here it is. You know you want it. You owe me $15."

A hurricane candle, a gift from my very dear friend Betsy.
I love the etched cranberry glass shade, and the swirled pewter base.

Roses! A soft and creamy pink, and nestled in an asparagus pitcher
from a now-defunct store named Bradlee's,
back in the Year One when my girls still rode in the shopping cart while I browsed.

My favorite bunny, a sweet crackle-glazed matron who stays out all year,
because Easter is just not long enough for me to enjoy Mrs. Bunny. She is so matronly and comforting.
Especially when she has black jelly beans in her basket! Today, it's just healthy grapes.

A cut crystal fairy lamp, Gorham, a gift from my mother-in-law. (Who gives me the sweetest things.)

Our place settings. What shall we put on those plates?

I'm still checking Ebay occasionally for more pieces of this pretty china.

Mikasa Ribbon Pink ... let me know if you spot any!

Ebay again . . . old linen runner, hand embroidered and edged in hand crocheted lace.
Can you resist old hand made linens? I can't.

Outside, it is snowing.

Inside, it is warm and dry, and we light the candles as night draws in,
as people have done for centuries when darkness falls.

Pull up a chair, watch the snow,
then take heart that the season for bunnies and asparagus is almost here! -- Cass