I’m not generally a seasonal decorator in our home, but now that we have our store, it’ll be fun to re-stage for each new holiday.
We redid our storefront window from our Grand Opening Window:
To this window for the 4th of July holiday:
My favorite part of this window is the reclaimed wood flag. And of course, as usual, the story that goes along with it, should not surprise you.
I was on my way home from Elkhorn Flea Market season opener on May 18th. I was driving home, excited about my finds when I spotted a 6′ pile of old fencing behind a business. I kept driving for about half a mile, but the thought kept nagging me: “what if they’re getting rid of it?” So I did what any junker would do: I turned my truck around and headed straight for it. The pile was located behind an electrical company. Being that it was a Sunday, they were closed, but I called the number on the door and was given an answering machine. The message gave the owner’s cellular phone number so I called. He said it was all going to a burn pile so I could take whatever I wanted. YES! There were about 8 sections of old fencing in this pile and I fit about 4 of them into the back of my truck. I secured it and drove off, knowing exactly what I was going to use it for.
It had been painted red and then white at some point, so it was begging to be made into a flag.
Once it was dry, I pulled out some white acrylic and roughly painted on white stars. I didn’t want them to be perfect.
I still have 2 sections of fencing that are the same size as ours in the window (roughly 5′ x 4′), so if you would like a flag for your 4th of July decor, please email me at email@example.com and I’d be happy to make you one too!
Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn’s early light,
What so proudly we hail’d at the twilight’s last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thro’ the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watch’d, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof thro’ the night that our flag was still there.
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?