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Robins in the Trundle Bed Antiques brings you delightful antiques and whimsy! After many cups of Earl Grey tea and much thought, we decided on the name “Robins in the Trundle Bed.” This snippet of whimsy comes from a poem by Emily Dickinson.

We have a decided penchant for anything Edwardian or Victorian. We love summer straw boaters and any Edwardian hats dripping ribbons and feathers. So it logically follows that we offer for sale a selection of Victorian and Edwardian accessories and clothing. One afternoon, we were examining an old taffeta bodice from the 1880’s. We looked at it from the inside, counting bones, and looking for other construction techniques for dating purposes, when we discovered a small muslin square. We rechecked the outside of the bodice and realized that we had found an old watch pocket. A woman’s watch had left a small circle mark on the fabric. The old watch pocket “sang” to us across the years. The circle on this fabric seemed the perfect tangible symbol for change wrought through time’s passage. We love to see how these seemingly mute objects give voice over the centuries to the women who wore them. Besides women’s clothing and accessories, we feature children’s antique items or

We have been dealing in antiques since the early 1990's

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All sales are final sales, so please ask questions before bidding! Refunds for items that we have unintentionally misprepresented only.

The line of poetry magically gathers together so many of our predilections—for robin song, for Emily Dickinson and for quaint antiques. Is there anything more evocative of pleasant times gone by, of family closeness, of the warmth of children gathered near than the trundle bed? Is there anything more whimsical than the image of a robin dressed in child’s night attire? We hope that our name brings a smile to your face and you to our shop to experience the warmth of Robins in the Trundle Bed. A Murmur in the Trees—to note (416) (Emily Dickinson) A Murmur in the Trees -- to note -- Not loud enough -- for Wind -- A Star -- not far enough to seek -- Nor near enough -- to find -- A long -- long Yellow -- on the Lawn-- A Hubbub -- as of feet -- Not audible -- as Ours -- to Us -- But dapperer -- More Sweet -- A Hurrying Home of little Men To Houses unperceived -- All this -- and more -- if I should tell-- Would never be believed -- Of Robins in the Trundle