The Week That Was

As it says below, I really do love the comments folks leave here. And I thought this one from Betty was especially good – the coincidence of the week:

We went to a sweet little estate sale Friday where my third-grade teacher daughter found great things for school – two chambered nautili (one whole, one sliced half), and a 72-bar percussion chime (think sound effect for magic wand). But when I went out into the charming backyard, there, hanging on the post of the pergola, was your bell! I was so excited, dashed over to ring it (and it was just like you described it), but ... "not for sale." But at least I got to hear it. 

Don’t you love that? Of course now I really want a 72-bar percussion chime as well. Maybe that will magically appear next week - though it would only be poetic justice if it did show up and then was not for sale!

The loot of the week fell back within normal spending parameters after last week’s splurge (ten bucks for everything…I think a morning’s fun is worth ten bucks). Most of it came from my neighbor up the street, who revealed they are selling their MCM house and moving to Florida. (Anyone want to become my neighbor??) This large, heavy, shallow glass bowl says “put me in the yard somewhere to become a little reflecting pond” to me. 

To Millie it evidently says something along the lines of “Come on up here and writhe around!”

I love this little rug in my kitchen.

These hooked wool pillows were way too cute to pass up at a dollar each. 

Please, everyone, keep your fingers crossed – they have been in the house, on the sofa, for two days now and neither dog has taken a nibble. I hardly dare hope that I might become someone who can put sofa pillows on her sofa without a repeat of this sad event. 

Zoë thinks they are hers.

I don't think she is planning to share with her sister.

I must have been deprived of wind-up toys as a child, because no matter how ridiculous they are I must wind them up.

 And if they cost ten cents, I must buy them.

The rest of the tenner went for a pair of owl socks, 

and this vintage planter. The puppy section of my Museum de Me is getting crowded but hey, dogs are pack animals, right?

The project of the week (a very little project) was all about yard sale finds. To wit: one lavender linen napkin (from a driveway) had developed a hole (there may well have been canine intervention involved). 

I could have tossed it, or used it with the hole, but I was in the mood to mend. So out came a piece of fabric from the bag of free stuff of a couple of weeks ago, and the Stitch Witchery from an estate sale to anchor the patch, and variegated metallic thread from another estate sale, and voila. 

I have a feeling this is my new favorite napkin!