I can have an old whatever-it-is in the attic or barn, unloved and forgotten. Then one of my favorite vintage bloggers will find one just like it, post pictures of their newly cleaned up treasure, and suddenly I'll be all excited about digging mine out again.
Last year, it was the vintage ceramic Christmas trees. At about the same times as I was seeing the posts, Grandma was putting hers in a box destined for Goodwill. It came to live with me.
I think this is one of those projects that everyone who was doing ceramics in the early 80s made, like those big white cats. They all used the same plastic lights and the same green glaze and the same puffy snow glaze...so if Grandma hadn't told me that this one was a gift from someone else, I would've assumed that it was one of Mom's. At least until I looked inside and found someone else's signature engraved there.
At some point, the base was completely shattered and glued back together. It needs a new lightbulb for the inside. But it has a working wind up music box that plays Winter Wonderland, which is probably my favorite Christmas carol.
So I'm happy. Now I've just got to dig out Evil Santa.
This post is linked to Vintage Thingie Thursday, Thriftasaurus, Share Your Cup, Ivy and Elephants, We Call it Olde, Savvy Southern Style, Thrifter Maker Fixer, Coastal Charm, Thrifty Life Thursday