saturday was one of those crisp autumn days with deepest blue skies, the sort of day that insists i get out and immerse myself in the warm sunshine. not wanting to leave walter behind, i piled him into the car with me and took that wild, wooly creature off on a car adventure. up and over cowee mountain we went, ending up finally at a thrift store that sits tucked down some winding road outside of the usual pickers' reach. i like that about a place. after carting an armful of shirts and sweaters to the counter, i noticed a little dress hanging on a corner peg board, a note pinned absentmindedly to its lacy midriff. rough condition. why couldn't it have said "fiercely loved"? well worn? weathered? aged? i snatched it up, last thing, before i walked out the door. we seasoned girls have to stick together, i thought; you come right on home with me. then yesterday morning, i spent a good hour playing around with light on a western wall in my bedroom, dangling some of my words with antique lace around its miniature neck. it wasn't a bad way to spend the rest of the morning.
i wonder what the doll looked like that used to wear this dress. i wonder what the little girl was like. the house. the attic. the trunk or drawer in which it must have been stored. the red splash of paint on the back doesn't show. the tears are endearing. the crumpled little flower where the lace is gathered in front is even more special now that part of it is gone (like the feathered tail of an spun cotton bird, eaten by a cat).
i don't know how anyone can ever part with things like these. but i've moved before, have dealt with piles of unpartable things. there comes a point where objects have to go. i've regretted so many partings along the way; and yet today when i look around at all the many things i've gathered that clutter this house, i understand. take in; let go. take in; give away...
this past week i sat quietly and hammered words letter by letter into silver. there is a limited edition of these "silver lining" pendants, as well as a few "prologue" chains, over in my little etsy shop, which has stood empty for what feels like way too long. here is what i said about the words i chose to use: "after muddling my way through an emotional rough spot these past few months, i decided to open up the truths of how i was feeling to the blog i write. the outpouring of support and encouragement from my loyal readers was a bright light, as well as nourishing balm for a tender, cautious time. i decided to make a limited edition of 'silver lining' pendants that honor those feelings we all experience and weather from time to time. wearing the words "gently polish every silver lining" can be an affirmation for the owner, as well as for those who read them." and this is so true, so very true; you've all given me great support and encouragement, every step of the way, as i've stumbled and walked in circles, trying to find my way. i'm finding it, step by step, sometimes stumbling back into the step i had just made, but moving tentatively forward again without as much effort as before. i can't tell you in just a few words how much you've all meant to me, how much you continue to matter as i come check in here at Ornamental. i've been writing this blog for seven years, come december. i can't believe i've kept it going, all this time. i hope to continue, for a long long time. xx

When I saw your dress photo on instagram I thought, what's the story behind the dress. I'm glad you shared it. I love too thinking about the history of things. If only they could tell us. Lovely pictures as always. I hope to never take the beauty you bring us for granted.
Posted by: Katey | November 12, 2012 at 04:45 PM
as i read this, i was reminded of the saying "beauty is all round us, but not everyone sees it." you, my friend, do.
thank you for sharing your gift. your stumbling upon that sweet little find wasn't an accident. it was time for it to come back to life for bit. it aligns perfectly with your beautiful new work....amazing, hmmm? ;) hugs...xo
Posted by: Tina M. | November 12, 2012 at 05:10 PM
You are such a kindred spirit to me...on so many levels. You will not know what your posts mean to me.
Posted by: Folk Heart | November 12, 2012 at 06:21 PM
Beautiful post by a beautiful spirit! It is wonderful to have you here again Nina.
xo
Posted by: Sue | November 12, 2012 at 06:28 PM
I spy that little acorn charm...love it.
Posted by: Michelle | November 12, 2012 at 07:06 PM
I adore that little dress. It is so lucky that you found it as I know it will be loved!
love & blessings,
~*~
Posted by: Laura | November 12, 2012 at 07:39 PM
I hope you keep the blog going too! The little dress is so adorable!
Posted by: dorylyn | November 12, 2012 at 07:49 PM
Such a great little dress find! I love out of the way thrift stores...they have the best stuff! I also love your silver saying. What a woman of words. Your blog is a calming part of my life...almost like reading a great book that someone has a talent not only hand crafted jewelry, but writing as well. Keep on writing (and making jewelry)....I'll always be reading (and drooling).
hugs.
Posted by: bev b | November 12, 2012 at 09:50 PM
Light on a western wall...now that's poetry.
Posted by: Mary | November 12, 2012 at 10:05 PM
What a lovely little treasure the dress is. I collect just such scraps to dress old teddies in. They develop characters to match their outfits and I patch them up and hand give them away at old folks homes. It's amazing what a response they get.
I am sure the dress ended up in the shop during someone's decluttering. I believe life is a river, many things come to us, we keep them for awhile, care for them, remake them,and then they move along down the river, until they're found by the next caretaker.
I am glad to hear you are beginning to feel a little better. Have no regrets, everything you have done and experienced up until now has prepared you for the next step. You may not know what you want next, but have trust in yourself, the answers will come.
Posted by: Katrina | November 12, 2012 at 10:10 PM
We all are in a "rough condition" sometimes and need someone to pick us up and cast us in a different light...
Posted by: sandra | November 12, 2012 at 10:33 PM
Pure poetry.... the dress, pictures, your words... So meaningful.
Posted by: Zorana | November 13, 2012 at 01:34 AM
precious thing to have rescued.
your work looks sweet displayed against it.
Posted by: connie | November 13, 2012 at 01:36 AM
One treasure finding another........
Posted by: Emily | November 13, 2012 at 08:24 AM
I cannot begin to tell you how deeply this post touches me. It is ... It is as if it was THE secret code that could unlock something inside I hadn't even known was there. Ooh, this makes me think of W. S. Merwin's poetry from "The Shadow of Sirius." Wow.
Posted by: Barbara | November 13, 2012 at 08:46 AM
You have such a knack for seeking and finding beauty and then allowing us to see it thru you. Beautiful.
Posted by: Carol Weiler | November 13, 2012 at 09:44 AM
Oh my. What can one say after so many have summed it up so beautifully and so truthfully? Ditto? Well, that meant something so true in the movie "Ghost" so I will just offer up a heartfelt "Ditto."
Vickie in kc
Posted by: Vickie | November 13, 2012 at 09:59 AM
I believe that sweet little dress was waiting there for you, Nina.
Everything happens for a reason.
You were standing in the sunshine on Saturday, and I hope those blue skies stay with you.
Thank you for this lovely post. Much love to you always.
dusan xo
Posted by: susan | November 13, 2012 at 10:27 AM
Glad to know things are going better for you. Step by little step at a time is the only way we move forward, isn't it?
What a gorgeous photograph, that second one!
Posted by: Angela | November 13, 2012 at 03:39 PM
And I hope you continue for a long, long time, too.
Posted by: Jan | November 13, 2012 at 10:46 PM
So love this little dress...and all that you share.
Posted by: mbatten3@tampabay.rr.com | November 14, 2012 at 12:44 AM
I hope you continue for a long, long time too!
I so love this little dress, so sweet and obviously loved. I think it was waiting just for you. Two treasure's who found each other.
Blessings to you.
Posted by: christina b | November 14, 2012 at 02:30 AM
Beautiful writing and beautiful work from a beautiful woman!!! So good to know the dress has found a very special new home. I will be reflecting on your quote, "Gently polish every silver lining". How simple and yet so rich!
Posted by: Kate | November 14, 2012 at 08:10 PM
and i hope you continue as well.
Posted by: Diane | November 14, 2012 at 09:03 PM
nina...you are the most special lady i have never met..really and truly. i love having you in my life!
that little dress is such sweet perfection.
Posted by: jen (littlepart) | November 14, 2012 at 11:54 PM
so glad you're getting back on your feet. it helps to have friends quietly waiting, knowing everything is going to be ok. Like reluctant midwives watching a new life come forward.
hugs!
Posted by: Robin | November 16, 2012 at 12:12 AM
*sigh. . .
Posted by: Martha A | November 17, 2012 at 10:57 AM
Oh Nina, what a wonderful find for you ~ It's as if the dress said, Well, here I am, and together we can make it along life's highway. How absolutely marvelous the 2 of you (why do I feel like the dress is a person ~ maybe a little spirit of a girl..) oh, yes, will be discovering new methods of sharing your part of the world with others. I can't wait to see what comes from this partnership.
Posted by: Lauri | November 28, 2012 at 08:10 AM
I am grateful to listen to you are feeling a little better. Have no remorse, everything you have done and knowledgeable up until now has ready you for the next phase.
Posted by: Fashion Design Program | December 11, 2012 at 01:52 AM
Nina,
Please let me know when you make more of these I NEED one!! Also, I am looking for your address but it must be on my old computer. Contact me via e mail if you would so I can drop a little snail mail your way!!
Blessings to your dear heart.
Pattie Mosca
Posted by: Patricia | December 11, 2012 at 11:58 PM
love this dress story and the look of your blog...it goes without saying how much I admire your jewelry...read the next post...looks like your pop flew a B17 Flying Fortress...my daddy did too. I thought wouldn’t it be extrordinary that they were in the same crew...i found you cause i was nearby you on a pinterest board...and i thought how wonderful that some people put me in a place where you are also at...i must be getting better...cheers and all the very best in the year of 2013
Posted by: cynthia wolff | January 03, 2013 at 01:46 PM