Time to Source Further Afield…
After nine years, my beloved neighborhood thrift store (just a mile from my house) is no longer my “honey hole.”
For the love of old things and the joy of finding them new homes.
After nine years, my beloved neighborhood thrift store (just a mile from my house) is no longer my “honey hole.”
Lately life has not had many fun moments and I have felt bogged down in serious stuff. So when my
Since I’ve been in no mood to be out and about I decided it was the perfect opportunity to keep
This month the days start out chilly, and sometimes frosty and foggy, but by mid-day it’s sunny and in the
Yesterday I woke up early (as I do every day, typically between 4:00-5:00 a.m.), made some coffee using my retro
It felt good going into my neighborhood thrift store the other day, even though my last four visits in December