Recently I had the opportunity to spend an hour browsing an antique store.
It’s been years since I had the time to do so.
I was out of town for a child’s audition and didn’t feel like doing the work I brought with me.
What wonder and discovery.
Wow. They truly don’t make toys like they used to.
Can you imagine how beautiful this once was (and still is!?)
I love utilitarian objects that are works of art. A bucket of beauty.
Butter molds and miniatures. Surely made by hand. The time that went in to the making…..
Am I the only one who’s heart literally races when I see cabinets with tons of little drawers?
I’m serious here – if any of you attend flea markets or estate sales – could you please be my personal shopper? I couldn’t afford any of the price tags here.
How could I not fall in love with this. I am, after all, still a quilter.