Tuesday, November 29, 2005

white horse


a little bit of mistery today, ladies...

once upon a time at a flea market i was looking for white plates and vases. in one of the vases i spotted a white glass horse. as i said before, i am more of a minimalist, so little figurines were never my kind of thing (although i love seeing them at somebody else's place).
but when i took the horse in my hand, i just knew it's been waiting there for me. it costed me a smile and a 'thank you', and went home with me.

i felt so drawn to it that i was just carrying it around in my pocket.
oh, did you know? white glass can become so warm it almost feels alive.

and recently i found out why i had to have this little horse. in the beginning it seemed too good to be true, yet i had no choice but to believe it.

i know it's not very, uhm, polite, to start a story and not finish it, but... the rest must remain a secret!

i just wanted to tell you that things talk, too...
sometmes it really pays to listen :)

12 comments:

jenny vorwaller said...

now you really have me wondering...it is definetly something special! and it looks the part to be a delicious secret...

my vintage days said...

You have me curious too!
Do we get to hear the rest of the story later??????

dani said...

i so believe things come to you at the right time, and things definitely talk to you. my ears are always open for this reason, and listening and being alert to life's wondrousness is what living is all about.

and, so when will you be brave enough to tell us about the white horse?

lrig said...

okay. its been days and days now, and i think you should have to tell us!

aethan adventures said...

okay....i give....PLEASE TELL! is it worth a fortune? is it haunted with a special ghost? please....i am checking your blog everyday to see if there is a new horse posting!

eireann said...

My brother has a tiny china horse just like that one; I think he was given it when he was born. It is from Ireland, where my mom is from. I'm looking forward to reading the rest of the story (if it comes!).

Barb said...

My sister and I (thrift store aficionados) believe that if you "put it out there" that it will suddenly appear, sitting right there on a shelf waiting for you...has happened over and over. But please...we need the end of the story!

simply kasia said...

hey, i thought i made it pretty clear that i musn't tell why the horse is so special to me!

sorry to disappoint you guys...

maybe one day...

maybe in spring....

;D

andrea said...

Ohhhhhh, I love that horse. And I know exactly what you mean.

I bought a tiny pair of carved fish for the same reason (in a thirft store too) and like to keep it in my pocket.

I rub it with my hand. It fits in my palm. It sounds silly, doesn't it, but it's like he's a special messenger.

Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

secrets are worth keeping when they take you to places you didn't expect you desired!

The white horse came to his lady Godiva!

Just knowing you have a secret makes me smile!
Your site is a wonderland of ideas !!

Sharp Lily said...

I just stumbled upon this blog, and now I'll be up at night wondering what the heck the white horse means. It's so twin peaks.

Kelly Sue said...

It probably doesn't speak well of me, but I can't hear the phrase "white horse" without assuming there's a drug reference implied.

Of course your tone is celebratory so I'm sure that's not what you mean, but it's just such an odd thing that it's making me laugh.