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Consignment Bridge
By John R Greenwood
I've always wanted to buy a bridge, so when one came on the market a deal was struck, the bridge was mine. It's a beautiful specimen, vintage-strong with a roof of red. A consignment shop find. A real bargain. It sat unnoticed beneath a table of trinkets and glassware. It had work to do. There were gaps to bridge and so it did. Behind the counter a baby cooed in it's mother's arms. A toddler squirmed and wiggled free. A happy place where people come to buy and sell, and smile. A village spot beneath the trees that line the street. A country store but more. A home beneath a home. A collection of collections, a space filled space, a Saturday destination for a husband and wife in no particular hurry. As I left with my bridge tucked under my arm I felt complete. The gap now bridged. The task complete.
The centerpiece of this story Consignment Bridge was purchased at Faerydale Consignment Shop in Salem New York. If you find yourself chasing the fall foliage in the months to come, stop in and say hello to Robyn the owner. She will be holding a little one I'm sure. Take a look around. You may just find the bridge of your dreams...
I looked at that very bridge, picked it up, then talked myself out of 'needing' a covered bridge. Since that day I've placed my first 'fairy door' at the base of a recently cut pine. I thought how cute the bridge would be to add mystery in my granddaughter's eyes to this magical area tucked amongst the bushes and trees.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad that I left the bridge there for you to find. Your writing about is lovely.
I just love these types of places and have always felt that there have been special gifts waiting for me in these kinds of places.
ReplyDeleteSo magical...love your bridge.
Great blog btw...I enjoy your meaning at the top behind your name. Interesting. :)
I love your bridge and how when we see beyond, we see magic!
ReplyDeleteYou highlighted that view :D
What an enjoyable bridge to find.
ReplyDeleteI love meandering through places like that, looking for a "treasure". I also love covered bridges, southern Indiana has quite a few vintage bridges. Parke County is supposedly known as "Covered Bridge Capital of the World". Here is a link : http://www.coveredbridges.com/index.php/covered_bridges?cfid=52
ReplyDeleteI love your enjoyment of this experience, and the bridge tucked under your arm. It is quite wonderful! I love used goods shops so much! Never know what you'll find!
ReplyDeleteThe 'bridge' brought home is like a yearning fulfilled. How it did and how much it's best left to the 'new owner'. Nicely written RI!
ReplyDeleteHank
John,
ReplyDeleteI loved the fact that you found and bought a bridge..Loved the story and the shop sounds like my kind of place. A hardware store where I could spend many hours!!!
A wonderful story which fitted the theme perfectly:)
Eileen:)
How completely delightful to buy a bridge, carry it under your arm and then write about it! I enjoyed reading about your visit to this intriguing place. There is a story or a poem in every experience we have!
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