Last week was my wishlist. This week belongs to Marianna. Here are some gifts for her.
It's Ho Ho Ho Time.
Our prints are typically 13"x20". But when we saw that @cottonandpine in Montgomery had a hundred and ten year old press Miehle press (only 7 still operated in the US) that could print twice that size, we had to call them up. And here's the result. A big old beautiful flag for The Iodine State, printed up on 100% cotton paper.
It's #cybermonday and it's the best (and last) day of our Christmas sale. All prints, Timbers, and pennants are all sale, and we'll toss in free shipping to boot. Goes until midnight. Theoldtry.com
Up here the rivalry games are played on Thanksgiving morning. Took the girls to watch the boys of Belmont fall 35-16 to Watertown. Now let's eat.
15 years ago I got my Geo Tracker stuck while mudding out at Sardis Lake by before the Egg Bowl. I was 30 minutes late to the game. Today I'm going to the Watertown v. Belmont high school football game with a wife, two kids, a plate of cinnamon rolls, and some great neighbors. Much to be thankful for.
Boston isn't the South. But we sure have been here long enough for it to feel like a part of us. We've been here through victory parades and heart-breaking Marathons. We got married and had two babies and started a business here. So we've made a Massachusetts print. It's based on the first flag of New England. 'Cause when you live here, you realize how close all of the Northeast really is. And no matter what New England town we'll end up in, we'll have this first flag of New England print to proudly hang.
We're doing another giveaway this morning! Just tag the person in your life who you could've used when you were younger, and if you win, we'll send both of y'all one. Good luck.
Earlier this year, this old proverb spoke to me and I shared it on #letterboardfridays. Well, a number of y'all have asked us to print it up, so we're gonna. Grab one of the first fifteen and save 20% for partnering up with us to make it happen. Here's to grit and grinding it out.
You ever just sit there, with your eyes closed, and listen to your grandmother talk? Or your Daddy tell a story? You'll hear how sweet and syrupy and thick their accent is. And before long, you start to realize that they are saying complete words in their letters, and speaking monologs in their sentences. It's that sound of home, and when it comes cracking long-distance over the phone line, you just want to curl up and listen. That's what this ATL, Ga. print is all about. And it's back in stock.
This Paulo Coelho quote gets to me this morning. We are coming off our our slowest two months since we opened the doors six years ago. Some days it seems like we should just give up let the waters rush over us. But for each of those days, for each of our doubts, there's an note from someone encouraging us to go on. To keep representing our homelands in a positive light. Earlier this year we had to learn to row. Now, if we're gonna survive, we've got to learn to swim.
The leaves are dropping with the temperatures with the calendar pages. Camus reminds us that fall is a second spring where every leaf is a flower. And there's no more fitting place to watch the glory than high up in the Blue Ridge Mountains. Where my wife's grandparents had a cabin for years. But like the years, the cabin is now gone. This print is for those of you with a home high up on God's ridges. Where the leaves will change but the memories stay just the same.