of pitiful yard sales, and then one day,
everything goes right? That's how Saturday
was for me.
It was one of those lucky mornings where
everything I wanted appeared and treasures
I couldn't imagine were waiting for me.
I have been wanting wicker furniture for
my back porch and I purchased a nice set
of white wicker for SEVEN dollars. No -ty-
at the end. Just SEVEN for two wicker
chairs, an oval table and a love seat.
That would have made my day but at the
same sale I got a mirror that looks like
it should be in a church and a nice old
print of a long admired Paul Berthon print
called L'ermitage.
One block away I picked up a very cute purse
and a sleeping bag with two of my daughter's
favorite things on it: peace signs and VWs.
Then at my last yard sale I purchased a groovy
metal file box, three pretty rectangular
pillows and a beautiful stained glass floor
lamp with a dimmer (below). A few other sundry
items go unmentioned here because they pale in
comparison to what I have mentioned. Yard
sale days like these make all the sucky days
worth while.
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