Noblesville Antiques on the Square


Rooster and I rolled out of bed to the sound of jackhammers tearing up the sidewalk across the street. Yes, the construction guys are back again. By noon, the constant ding, ding, ding of the backup lights on their vehicles drove us crazy. Rooster turned to me and said, “We don’t have to stick around here all day. Why don’t we find a junk shop to visit.”

After a quick search online, we found the perfect adventure opportunity. The small city of Noblesville’s downtown offers an antique store and coffee shop. Thus, we climbed into our Chevy Spark and headed for Noblesville Antiques on the Square.

Noblesville Antiques on the Square is located at 20 N. 9th Street. It is directly across from the cities picturesque courthouse. The front windows of the quaint store were dressed up in Christmas finery. There were Santa Clauses, snowmen, and Christmas trees scattered around the shop.

What I found Unique about Noblesville Antiques on the Square

Many of the museums and historic homes in the state of Indiana remain closed due to COVID 19. Rooster and I have started visiting antique stores and junk shops as adventure sites. I am finding out these types of establishments might carry the same type of merchandise, but they all have unique personalities. What I liked about Noblesville Antiques on the Square was how clean and well organized the shop appeared. I also noticed a small-town feel to the establishment. The ladies who worked behind the counter and all the customers seemed to recognize and greet one another even though everyone was wearing masks.

Examples of organized grouping at Noblesville Antiques on the Square

Christmas stuff

Military Artifacts



Snow White figurines

I especially liked the quilts hung over the railings of the second floor.

I even found several glass chickens to take pictures of while I was at Antiques on the Square. I’ve discovered that photographing chickens is harder than you think. They are much more cooperative on a store shelf than in the wild. The glass ones on the shelf don’t move before you have a chance to snap the picture.

Rooster’s excursion at Noblesville Antiques on the Square

Noblesville Antiques on the Square has three floors filled with fantastic and unique merchandise. Unfortunately, a knee injury forced me to stay on the first floor. If you will remember, before sheltering in place during COVID-19,  I started the step program 18 months before being confined to my local neighborhood. The only way to keep up my five-mile a day challenge centered around using the parking lot across the street for the first month. Then, the construction guys started parking their heavy equipment in my improvised track. To make a long story short, I blew out my knee. Now, I’m walking with a cane and need surgery.

A knee injury didn’t limit Rooster to one floor. The man behaved like a kid in a candy store as he wandered up and down the aisles. The items he found included an old telephone, several interesting boxes, and a sculpture of a grey and white, fat cat.

I found a place to sit down near the door. The row of chairs placed there where the spouse of bargain hunters can wait in comfort wasn’t vacant. A guy armed with a cell phone patiently waited for his wife.

Odd stuff back at the hasienda

The first thing we noticed when we pulled to the curb next to our house was the street sign lying on the ground. The construction guys disappeared. They probably hightailed away from the scene of the crime. Rooster and I took a few pictures of the mayhem before we went inside, only to discover all the digital clocks in the house blinking. It appears we were out of electricity for about two hours. I’m glad we were not home.

Our Noblesville Antiques on the Square adventure proved to be a good idea. What would make it even better would be for the yellow jacket wearing construction guys to pack up their signs and leave town. Unfortunately, it looks like they are here to stay for a while. I guess I should be thankful they didn’t knock down our house while we were gone. Rooster did come home with an interesting cat sculpture.

It’s Monday morning, and I’m editing this blog before I post it on WordPress. The construction guys have returned. They always do. Rooster said, “I wish those guys would go away. Do you think they plan to tear up stuff when we are stuck at home? I mean, when we went back to work, they loaded up their equipment and disappeared. Now here they are again.” Rooster doesn’t know about my construction guy conspiracy theory. I know we’re in trouble when even he is starting to get paranoid.

Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

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