On Easter weekend we went to Omaha to visit friends and we had such a great time just chilling, roaming, laughing and staring in amazement at how big and charming our boys have gotten (if I do say so myself.)
While in Omaha we did some thrifting and got to enjoy Janna and Dwight’s morning ritual of heading to the sun porch, putting an LP on the record player and sipping coffee while watching the birds on the bird feeder outside. Yep, slow, simple pleasures that add up to a lot of contentment are high on their list. They embrace life at a more rational speed–33⅓ versus 78, shall we say–and it was great for us to be a part of it for a weekend.
Fast forward a mere 2 days and Jeremy and I have turned their record player experience into a ritual of our own.
Craiglist, date night and an astonishingly few bucks later, we are the proud owners of this beautiful piece purchased in 1958 for $324–equivalent to nearly $2700 nowadays–and a small stack of LPs. It has a record player on the left, and a short wave radio on the right. The sound is truly incredible. The people selling the player also had a ton of virtually unplayed records. Last night before bed we enjoyed Mozart and Swing.
Now we have the focal point we need for our May redesign of the four season porch that used to be my office.
I’ve been pinning ideas to my Pinboard, here, and yesterday I went to the Cottage House and found four vintage glasses with blue unicorns on them, just to get us started. Years ago, my parents gave us an ice bucket that has a retro feel in the same light blue, so that will finally have a cool setting.
So begins the fun. We’re envisioning summer nights with screened windows, a hardwood floor and music on the hifi. Wanna come over?
We’re feeling very 1958 and we have Janna and Dwight to thank for it.
Love you, friends.