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Sunday, April 6, 2014

Warrenton: Where the Wild Things Are

Warrenton was filled with larger than life animals at this year's spring show.




Some were replicas while others were remnants of the past.




The Scary Baby Hotel was back again. This time the babies' heads were standing upright, unlike last year when the wind took down half the table. 



Here is a lone baby complete with an intact body.

Antlers are hot, and as a former discus thrower in middle school and middle school track coach, I really appreciated this old wooden discus. 

 I drive the bus to our track meets, but thankfully our buses are in better shape than this. I saw this bus last weekend but noticed it was gone on Tuesday - wonder if it found a new home?!

Big items were everywhere. 

And cars were lined up for miles to catch a glimpse of all the goods. 

Here is one shot of a vendor's vignette from the fields of Bar W. This is Tiffany from Flown the Coop's booth - her set up looked great!


From Bar W, I headed east to Renck Hall and Field to see my friend Theresa from Garden Antqs Vintage. Her booth was huge and decked out in lots of chippy white goodness. 


From Renck, I made my way to Zapp Hall, where I stopped to admire the impressive decor in the old dance hall. 


Diane of Blends had beautiful pieces and great displays as always.  



It was a late spring in Texas and the drive to the fields was gorgeous thanks to an impressive showing by the wildflowers. 




From wild animals to wild flowers, Warrenton was the place to find wild things over the past two weeks. 
It was a great spring show and I am already looking forward to the fall! Stay tuned for a post about my trip to Marburger Farm and I hope to see you at the Petticoats on the Prairie show this Friday and Saturday! 

Have a chic week,

~Sarah




1 comment:

  1. I enjoyed "riding" along with you, Sarah! I tried to post a comment on your last blog but my dumb phone lost my comment then I losty patience! Ha! I enjoyed both recaps and look forward to your Marburger post.
    Betsy

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