a chippy chandy

I love chippy and rusty.  There is something about it that speaks of days gone by, past stories and history . . .  that I wish I knew.

I bought this chippy chandelier again from Springfield . . . where surprisingly many of the things in my home came from.


It hangs right outside my screened porch every summer where I can enjoy it’s delicate loveliness and grace.


It’s a little wopperjawed and missing parts . . . but aren’t we all at this age?


It has a beauty, grace, and charm that only comes with age and years of living.  I too, would like to age as beautifully as this vintage chandy.


With God’s grace, I pray to become a vessel that reveals His goodness and faithfulness in my life.


Linking to A Stroll Thru Life for “Inspire Me Tuesdays”.

2 thoughts on “a chippy chandy

  1. It’s an old word you don’t hear much anymore, and maybe never in England. I’m always learning new words from my English friends. I just learned this morning what “chuffed” means, but if I used it in a sentence here, no one would know what I meant.

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