I was on the hunt for something to sit on top of my new craigslist pine chest. Totally channeling Goldilocks wanting something not too big, not too small, not too boring, but juuuusssssttttst right.
I really didn’t have anything in particular in mind (that’s how it usually goes with me). My feeling is always I’ll know it when I see it.
Lemme tell ya…I never saw this one coming!
I spied this beauty in my friend Karrin’s shop. She had it cleverly displayed with a glass cloche over it and my search was done. I assumed it was a vintage tart pan for the world’s largest tarts (It is 17 inches in diameter). Then I asked what it was…
Here’s a hint:
First, how off-the-charts adorable is this little pig? Second, my “tart” pan turned out to be a swine feeder. Somehow “swine feeder” doesn’t conjure up the same images as a tart pan, does it? 🙂
But I love using unexpected items in beautiful ways and this certainly fit the bill.
TANGENT alert: Anything having to to with swine reminds me of this story. Indulge me for just a minute…when I was a child my grandparents lived in Chipley, Florida and every August the big event was the POSSUM FESTIVAL in Wausau, the next town over. They have events like the possum parade, corn pone baking contests, donkey (or dunkey as my Pop called it) baseball, sack races, greasy pole contests and last but not least a hog calling contest. And just so you don’t think I’m pullin your leg, I linked it up so you can see it’s for real! So anyway, one particular year when I was around 10 and my little brother was 6, we went to the Possum Festival. My mom entered my brother in the hog calling contest. We were city kids and he had no earthly idea how to hog call. But he listened and paid attention and got up there and gave the loudest, proudest, six-year-old “suuuuuuueeeeeeeeeyyyyyyyyyy….he-uh pig” you ever heard. Apparently the judges agreed, cause he won.
I know what you are thinking…you can take the girl outta Alabama, but you can’t take Alabama outta the girl. And you are right. 😉
Back to my swine feeder…
I got it home, put some of my old gears, a spool of thread and a wooden finial in the center of the feeder.
Then I put a large glass cloche over the collection.
It makes me happier than a pig in mud.