One of those mornings. No CBS Sunday Morning, faint me, and lovely pins G bought me at an estate sale yesterday.
We had seen pictures of this estate sale that showed three wonderful Russel Wright chairs. Light simple things that caught both of our attentions. At the estate sale, there was only one left. Light, simple, and damaged. We were both sad. He did find some magic enamel critters. Caught my imagination but no idea of the artist. If anyone knows, please let me know.
Today still shakey from a weakness attack, but we are going out to brunch with an old friend hearing her woes and loves. Her dad died, and she’s mostly back east taking care of her mom. We love her. After brunch, we are off to the quilt shop to try and match up that rosey red that I have on an old quilt. Window shop too.