This morning, after shopping the farmers market in the rain, Scott and I made the rounds to the local thrift shops, keeping eyes on Estate Sale signs on the roadways pointing to obscure neighborhood streets where hopeful treasure lay.
It's a past time for us, not something many people would consider to be exciting fun, but we find it to be calming and in some cases invigorating - when a good deal can be found. Today the thrift stores were bare of treasure, perhaps it's hard times - or someone with a good eye got there before I could. We headed back toward home when a little white Estate Sale sign appeared leading us to a tiny house in the middle of nowhere; one of those obscure neighborhood streets we dream about.
I checked out the house first, and found these great wooden napkin rings, (9) for $1, which I'll pair with our linen table napkins and my recently acquired collection of wooden candle sticks.
I poked through more rooms, none with great treasure, and left the house for the garage. There sat this interesting item, to which I absolutely have no idea what its intentional use was, for $2. Sold! I yelled, and it was mine.
I brought it home, cleaned it up, and started to think of the places I could use such an interesting piece of primitive junk, I mean - treasure.
And what do you think? The perfect storage for a throw blanket or two on those cold winter afternoons.