Saturday, June 30, 2012

Indie Arts and Vintage Marketplace

I went to this today. It was held in a big parking lot by a mall. 
The very first vendor to catch my eye had a vintage Scottie camper and was selling vintage clothes and jewelry. I wish I had taken a better picture of the camper.
She let me go in the camper and snap some pictures.
The kitchen area was kind of cluttered because I don't think she had time to set it up yet.

How cute is this?

Loved this dress form with the vintage apron and pins.
Here's a closeup of the pins.
I kept seeing old buckets because my son & daughter in law were looking for photo props for newborns. This one had a great wooden handle.
I love these bright colors, and check out the wooden clothespins attached to the edge of this little table.
More buckets.
And last but not least, there was a whole line of food trucks. This one caught my eye. So cute.

Friday, June 15, 2012

The Happy Wanderer

The Happy Wanderer
I love to go a-wandering, 
Along the mountain track, 
And as I go, 
I love to sing, 
My knapsack on my back.

My knapsack on my back.

I love to wander by the stream 
That dances in the sun, 
So joyously it calls to me, 
"Come! Join my happy song!"

I wave my hat to all I meet, 
And they wave back to me, 
And blackbirds call so loud and sweet 
From ev'ry green wood tree.

High overhead, the skylarks wing, 
They never rest at home 
But just like me, 
they love to sing, 
As o'er the world we roam.

Oh, may I go a-wandering 
Until the day I die! 
Oh, may I always laugh and sing, 
Beneath God's clear blue sky!

Whenever I walk in the woods, this song always goes through my head, and I love to sing it, although I never have a knapsack on my back.
I recently went to Yellowwood State Forest near Brown County, Indiana, had a lovely walk and took lots of pictures.
I have a childhood memory of walking in the woods at Holladay Park with Aunt Agnes, who always led a group of cousins in singing "The Happy Wanderer". And she knew all the words.
Upon a little research, "The Happy Wanderer" was written by Friedrich-Wilhem Moller in Germany shortly after World War II, but it was made popular by a recording of The Obernkirchen Children's Choir in 1954.
The End