Growing up, mom collected all kinds of beautiful baskets and propped them and dropped them in various corners and nooks around our house, and not in a kountry kinda way. I always thought it was a little weird, but then I – well – grew up. Now I’d give anything to raid her basket collection, but for now I’ll just have to settle for salivating over my latest maje find- a boatload of gorge-amous tobacco baskets fresh from an old farm.
How pretty are these sapsuckers? The oranges ones kill, and I love how many have states stamped on the side. While primitive and very 20th century, they’ve actually become fairly hard to find.
Here are some fun pictures of how to hang them . . . whether on the diagonal/diamond, or convex, or concave, it’s all good in the ‘hood.
Fun fact: my mom’s mom was the finest tobacco grader in three Tennessee counties- what? Now that’s kountry. And I love it. The oblong ones are super rare- if you see one, snag it for me.
I’ll be letting these cuties go in our new Antiques Market booth debuting in August in Mount Pleasant, South Carolina. We’ll share more of the treasures that we’ll be hawking there soon on the blog- stay tuned!