I have crossed over some line...and it was great!

On a recent crisp and sunny morning, I had a garden client meeting. (See my other blog for more details.) My following appointment got cancelled at the last minute, so I had a little time to kill. I found the nearest thrift (natch!) which happened to be a Salvation Army. When I first walked in, I saw the designated area for "Collectables". (And have you noticed it's always misspelled in the chain thrift stores?) One of my many pet peeves.

Anywho, a "Collectables" area is always a bad sign, as it means that someone has sifted through the donations, found the most interesting stuff and slapped outrageous prices on it. So, with a heavy heart, I turned my cart and headed towards the Bric-A-Brac section.

Dear readers, I needn't have worried. I spent the next 2 1/2 hours grabbing the best stuff I have seen in a looooong time. I was thirsty, I was hungry, I couldn't stop. I had two cartloads of stuff by the time I got to the checkout. Vintage floor lamp, hamper and matching shelf, kitchenware, chalkware, wire plant rack, vintage crafting supplies, Christmas, a set of old banana split dishes....It goes on and on and on....Here, I'll just show you the small stuff:

Chalkware girl, wrought iron key and candle holders, Christmas tin, large Gurley pilgrim candle, tole painting book, huge roll of old tickets, violet soap dish, nativity angel and a Made in Japan grape platter,

Owls (including a never opened owl embroidery kit with yarn), vintage and unused warming tray, the largest plastic grapes in the world, set of sweet Danish tiles, old aluminium tray, green bump chenille and a little shepherdess for my friend Beth,

handmade clown doll, 2 wooden spools, a vintage silverware holder, a hand mixer, brown duck, Fire King red leaf dish, milk glass plate, gold frenchy floral stand, 60's spicy cutting board,

and 2 tulle crinoline skirts...one pink and one fuchsia.

And finally, my favorite find of the day. This sprig of (turquoise!) feather flowers wasn't priced. The cashier gal was about to launch into her "I can't sell it to you if it doesn't have a price tag" thing, when I gently took her hand, looked directly into her heavily made up eyes and said: "Please don't make me go home without this." She looked over her shoulder to see if anyone was watching and then quickly threw it into the bag. I love her.