I don't think I have ever known a summer whizz by so quickly - but I just managed to get to the last local boot sale and snap up a few bargains ...
... some for me and some for upcycling into beautiful (in spirit if not in appearance) Christmas presents. The tortoise now lives in his own special corner of the garden, the candelabra is polished and glam, the cardigan now my very favourite peice of clothing. Which leaves the wooden hangers (watch this space), flower press (ditto) and knitting needles which I am ITCHING to pick up - but am committed to first completing the never-ending quilt, which, by the way, has been progressing quite well, just miles of endless border to finish stitching.
Last but not least, a teeny tiny little salt and pepper set for my dear little caravan (currently holed up ready for her beauty sleep over the winter, waiting patiently to be beautified in the Nova Scotian spring sunshine). She's just a perfect excuse to buy anthing small / colorful / quirky / vintage. I adore her. And one day she will be dressed to the nines and receiving admiring glances as we travel the Maritimes selling my crafty wares. One day. Just you wait and see.
