While looking through my Sherwin Williams paint swatches I came across the perfect vintage color called, Refresh, and knew I would be getting a gallon of it. It’s funny how after seeing the color it brought back childhood memories. My brother and I grew up on a gravel road in the same town I currently live in and there was an old couple that lived in the farm across the street, and when I say old I mean to me and my brother they were ancient (in their late 70’s). The couple had come from the hills of Kentucky by wagon years before we had built our family home and they never had children. They took quite a liking to me and my brother and we spent many evenings chatting under the Catalpa tree listening to the Detroit Tigers on the radio.
My brother was about 4 and I was 8, my brother would walk over every morning and help the old man do the milking in the barn and when that was done he would belly up to the table for a breakfast fit for a king. Me and my mom have talked over the years and often wondered why she would let a 4 year old cross the road on his own, but those were different times back then and everyone lived differently than today.
Now back to the paint color: the memories that stirred reminded me of riding in the old man’s truck, and it was painted the most beautiful color. Mind you the inside wasn’t as pretty. He had a old beagle dog that went everywhere with him and the inside windows were covered in nose prints from the dog, and a coffee can filled with spit from tobacco sat on the floor (and yes it would tip over from time to time). Beside the man would be the dog, my brother standing up in the seat and me sitting by the window. I don’t remember ever having the windows up, we would ride with the wind blowing our hair around and the dogs ears would be flapping in the wind. The only thing I ever saw the man wear was blue and white pin striped bib overalls with a long sleeve flannel shirt.
When we weren’t riding in the truck I would be seated on one fender and my brother on the other of his tractor in the same beautiful shade of turquoise paint. Ah the good ole day, we seldom watched tv, we ate home cooked meals, fished in the stream, and spent time with quality people. It makes me sad to think of how the world is now. Oh the stories I have to tell about growing up across from that farm, but that will have to be another day. I wanted to show you what I painted with my new favorite paint color.
The chair that sits beside my bed, it used to be where the cat slept when she was alive, and I thought it was in need of some freshening up. I looked through my fabric stash and found a yard of the cabbage rose and thought it would be perfect for the bedroom. Lucky hubby doesn’t care about the decorating so roses in the bedroom are fine with him, actually he’ll probably never notice the change.
Do certain things trigger childhood memories for you? I know even certain smells bring back memories for me sometimes.