Oh what a day I had! My driver's window arm is sunburned as well as that side of my nose! LOL. How funny! MY daughter and I went freecycling today.l picked up alot of things but some of my "finds" were beyond great! I had asked for a bathroom scale and someone answered they had one for me. When I met her (half way point between my house and hers...she was kind enough to do this)I realized instantly I had made a new friend..she was so jovial and a kindred spirit about retro/vintage items. She gave me this wonderful old round scale, padded in green, that had roses embroidered on it! What a treasure!
Then I went to a man's house who had trumpet vines for me. I pulled up and his front yard was spectacular! It was all garden and he had the most intriguing eye catching ornaments! And they were all made out of "junk"! My favorites were the huge glass "bulbs" he had mounted on cement stands (drains!)..I was admiring them and he told me they were the glass bottoms of old lamps! I was mesmerized! I am going back again next week, and will get photos so you can see how stunning they were out in the garden with the lights hitting them! I cant wait to do that on my own now! He was so sweet..he gave me lambs ears, a variagated ground covering that I have already forgotten the name of, and some bittersweet as well as the trumpet vines. He has invited me to come over in two weeks, to go thru his basement before he has a garage sale...he has had three family members pass on, all gardeners, and he has all of their items in the basement. He is unpacking them and then sorting them and then giving me first rights to glean anything I want from them! At no cost! Kindred spirit is what he called me....I am still pinching myself!
I just finished clearing off my beautiful front porch. I had stored all the clothes to sell on ebay there...now its a sitting room where my plants can be! Rose Cottage is still transforming and its getting more and more enchanting!
what a great weekend! And it just started!!!
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The field sees, the forest hears
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