Estate Sale Pictures

2009-07-31 uncchas Estate Sale Items Offers Taken Price List and descriptions upon request or as I get time to post.

Tom Clark Gnome Collection For Sale

A Cairn Studio artwork of Tom Clark's Gnomes
collection. This one is "Guess Who?". This
Gnome won't tell us his name. He has slipped
behind the teddy bear to play the Guess Who?
game. The clues to his identity are found on
the Alabama commemorative coin, the football
in the bear's lap,and the crimson and white
bow "tide" around the bear's neck (the school
colors of the University of Alabama). Even if
you barely try, with a little coaching we think
you'll solve the mystery. We'll bear with you,
because it would be unbearable if you didn't win
this game. The number for this piece is "26",
dated 1988. He measures 8" tall and 4-1/2" in
diameter. It is in excellent, like-new condi-
tion. $145.00

A Cairn Studio artwork of Tom Clark's Gnomes
collection. This one is "Merrill and Lynch".
Merrill and Lynch are pretending that this old
post office box is their bank vault. Merrill
is opening a savings account by placing an
American and Canadian penny in the slot. Lynch
meanwhile, is planning on opening a C.D. with
the deposit(note the arrow pointing at the "C"
and "D" on the box's combination). They are both
wearing leaf hats instead red hats so that they
do not have to hide during the day. They are good
investors and keep their money working all day
long. There is an Irish coin on the side with a
bull imprinted and a teddy bear next to it. That
signifies the ups and downs of Wall Street. The
number for this piece is "84", dated 1985. It is
in excellent, like-new condition. A Certificate of
Authenticity and story card from Cairn Studio, Ltd.$125.00

I am helping my uncle liquidate his estate.
He is donating all proceeds to my hometown church.
He has this huge collection, All dated, most from the 80's- most hand signed by Tom Clark, whom he knew and visited frequently.

I have many pictures that i will post.
I have a recent price guide- some have risen in price, some have fallen.
Seems as though the Christmas ones have rocketed in value.
Most have hidden coins and a neat story behind each one.
I will be posting lots more things as time allows.
He is opening his home the last week in August for purchases and browsers.
I will go up on the weekend for anyone who is interested.
Email me with specific questions as I process all the photos.

Take it in and Hold Your Breath.....

Hello and welcome.

They say home is where the heart is- well I discovered that some of my heart remains here.
This land has been in my maternal grandfather's family for, well back to my great-great grandfather's time.

In fact, this house sat at the back of the acres that I spent an amazing day exploring. My grandfather is one of the lads on the front porch of this house, which sat above the creek and the family mill. HIS grandfather is the oldest man in the black suit and hat. His father is somewhere in the porch shadows. Not sure if the house was crooked or the photographer was drunk, but a very cool picture indeed. Zooming in when I scanned it at high resolution affords many heart warming details of the life they lived.

The land remains with a very special couple who have made the place a country paradise.
I call her Aunt Mary George. Technically, she is not my aunt. But in the South, does that matter? She is a cousin to my grandfather, I believe, but they all grew up together and family is family.
Her mother had a small home there that looked like this: The original part of the home is the small square home with porch area.
Mary and C took the home, remodeled it and added on lots of space to make it their own once the retired from a career of moving and working around the states. Returning to home and their roots, they now spend they days loving life and the country land they are blessed to occupy.I visit Mary almost every time I come home. Run in, sit down, chit-chat, run out.
I decided that this day, I would enjoy, listen, walk,- BREATHE.
I spent hours walking, just me and my camera.

And the whispers of the past, the fresh country air and the present all spoke to me.

I remember my childhood- barefooted, riding in the back of a truck in a lawn chair.
Riding my motorcycle on the 48 acres of my great grand parents.
Leaving in the morning and having to be called in at nightfall.
Ponies, rabbits, chickens, dogs, cats- watermelon planted at the back fence, rows of crepe myrtles Papaw planted.
Then I think back to the life before my time- the life that whispered to me from this beautiful place.
We all have a life- and each day we write the story of it -as soon as we stick our head out into the sun from our hiding places and face the day.

Sometimes, we get so trapped in our lives. We are so busy with our meetings and sports and blogs and facebooks and blackberries.....that we forget to "take it in and hold our breath"....
We get so busy worrying about the future that we do not stop to enjoy the present, nor reflect on the past.

What we don't realize is that our story comes from the past, unfolds in the present and shapes our future.
Our values, our hopes, our dreams- our lives- they are our souls.
And our souls are connected to souls of the past, present and future~ and to each other.

So as we look ahead to the road of life-
pray thankfully wait patiently reflect thoughtfully respond whole-heartedly love unconditionally laugh contagiously live purposefully learn continually
And make sure, as you write your story,
your ending is the HAPPY one
your soul had been looking for.

Next time: Southern Plantation Charm and a little home town history with old friends.( And of course more hundreds of photos!)

The Journey

Like the moon is an imperceptible force

Drawing the tides to and fro

Creating harmony in the world

My soul is drawn

Constantly

Steadily

To the shore

Driven by the orbit of You

Searching for balance

Like the wanderer searching for Home

A heart is traveling to an unknown destination

Which, when found, Becomes clearly the

Arrival it was looking for.

Many unknowns exist in the heavens, which are driving the tides

And many paths are crossed by the wanderer, which He does not choose

But all things come together

At a given time

And place

Creating harmony in the universe

Balance in the world

A peaceful, complete destination that was ordained

Forseen somehow-

to be from the Journey’s Beginning--

Controlled by something imperceptible

But constantly working...

For Perfection.

~cj

My Baby Girl's Summertime Photos....

My camera had been in the shop for 4 horrible weeks! I got it back yesterday, so in it's honor, I gave Baby Girl a manicure, pedicure and we hit Old Town Helena for some fun around sundown.
That is such a great place for pictures!
If you wanna do some summertime fun with your kiddos, email me and we can meet- Old town, Sunset-- Pefrect!

Speak to us on Children- from a favorite book of mine

Speak to Us of Children:

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you they belong not to you.

You may give them your love, but not your thoughts,
for they have their own thoughts.
You my house their bodies, but not their souls.
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His migh that HIS arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness.
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves the bow that is stable.

~Kahil Gibran, The Prophet