A Little Picking on a Saturday Morning

7:55 a.m.

I headed off to a small warehouse about five miles away for a fabric sale. The fabric is rarely vintage, but frequently nice and can be sold on Etsy as “supply.” I arrived at 8:15, 45 minutes before the planned opening. I had dressed warmly, but by the end of the wait outside I was chilled to the bone. (I am such a wimp!)

9:05 a.m.

Finally the doors opened and I got inside. I was darn excited but didn’t find much this time. In the end I bought just three remnants and two pretty trims.

This woven fabric in brown and greeny-blue has a fun mid-century vibe. I’ve got over two yards of this and could see this made into floor pillows.

This five-yard cotton print remnant was made by the “Woodrow Studio Ceramic Collection inspired by William De Morgan from The British Museum.”

They had lots of trims, but I didn’t go hog wild. Here are two of my favorites.

9:40 a.m.

On my way home I detoured to an estate sale in its second day hoping to score some good deals. My hopes were dashed as the house had been well picked the previous day. The remaining items were in one or more of the following categories: cheap, run-down, common or unpopular. I wasn’t interested in the “valuable” china set or the battered board games or the inexpensive knick knacks.

In the end, I bought just three things—an appealing rustic cow horn (likely a found item), a 1977 paperback copy of “Gray’s Anatomy,” and an eight-pound (!) hardcover of the Tenth Edition of Sabiston’s “Textbook of Surgery” (1972).

Can you imagine having to lug around this textbook??!

10:20 a.m.

I detoured once again before going home to drop off three packages at the post office. Best to get them on their way today since Monday in the U.S. is a holiday with no postal service.

10:40 a.m.

Home again. Was it worth my time going out this morning? Well, my bones are still chilled and I didn’t find any wowzers. Nothing too exciting. And the neglected estate sale house saddened me. I see that in a lot of houses of the elderly. They can just manage to take care of themselves but their house begins to slowly decay around them. 😦

But back to my original question–was it worth my time this morning?–the answer is yes. I did find a few interesting bits today. And this is how it is sometimes, feast or famine. Just part of the biz.

4:25 p.m.

And now, finally, the sun is out and I’m enjoying sitting outside on our stoop awaiting pizza and wine!

As always, happy hunting,
Karen