So, this is a commode (or sometimes referred to as a "convenience" cabinet) .
Here's a bit of history for you; It served as a washstand for a washbasin. The enclosed area below was for a chamberpot (or "potty").
(I also found out, in my bit of research...a "commode" was a term used a few hundred years ago for loose women who were "agreeable" and / or "convenient," if you know what I mean. So naughty!)
Anyway, back to my point, my Mom got it years ago from my Grandfather and is about a hundred years old (+/-). Thankfully, this precious set of drawers found its way to me, proudly planted in my "living room."
The handle's one of my favorite parts. So primitive, so delicious.
Inside, it smells of wood and the candles my mom used to store there.
Lassie playing cards found in drawer.
This beauty now sits on top. It once belonged to my great grandmother, Margaret Wescott.
Some interesting sights along the way... top most photo is a "goose barn, " which was very cute. There was loads of snow covered geese outside (a "gaggle" you might say.) The owner of the house, I presume, was pulling 3 goats in an attempt to move their location, but they weren't havin' it. Photo below that, well, it's an old time camper, what can I say?
Well, my weary wagon FINALLY got herself an inspection sticker. With the help of a little duct tape, a sweet (and forgiving) mechanic way the hell out in Hollis, and perhaps the presence of "Our lady of Guadalupe," ( a "dark-skinned virgin," as she's called, on an air freshener I bought at an auto parts store just before inspection and swung proudly from my rear view mirror) ol' Libby-poo is legal 'til August. Sweet is right.
