I have this odd thing happen from time to time with the Goodwill a half mile away. Sometimes I just get this strong feeling that I need to go there immediately. Each time I answer that siren call, there IS something there for me! Earlier this week it was the picture in the middle of the mantel. The frame matched the yellow wooden bird I've had for quite years.
Here is a close up of the picture:
The dresser scarf was thrifted and set me back a whopping 55 cents Here is a close up of the hand-worked detail:
The squarish blue pitcher came with my Grandmother Dunn's "ice box" when she bought it. I've always loved the shape and the color. The word Westinghouse is stamped on the bottom.
I love the yellow pitcher equally. This pitcher arrived four years ago with an arrangement of roses. Love the vintage shape. I doubt anyone would guess it wasn't the real McCoy or, in this case, real Fiesta.
The sentimental old picture you see to the right with the flowers is an antique. The Scripture verse reads, "The entrance to Thy words giveth light. Psalm 119:130. Amen to that and happy Sunday.
