to go shopping while plunged in the depths of winter blues. Know what I'm sayin'???
Everything was frosted (again) this morning ~ witness the vintage shears:
So the remedy (of course) was to hop in the car and hit the flea market. While away the blues...
Such a good job was done that two items made the trip back home. Doesn't sound like a lot but check 'em out ~ one very cool piano stool:
An awesome fit with my burgundy chair, don't you think?? (I'll probably recover the top in new green velvet)
But sit yourself right down for the second item ~ a magnificent vintage iron birdcage:
Look at all that swirly goodness & the iron flower on top. ♥♥♥
I think there's even 50 year old bird poo in the bottom! Ha ~ why doesn't that gross me out in the least???!!!!
It wasn't good for the checkbook, but it sure was good for the soul. I can't wait to see the birdcage in the garden overflowing with blooms. There's my happy girl again! :-)