I walked up the street to a yard sale this past Friday, and started digging around in some bags and boxes that were out in the front. I had found a couple of things, and then I heard the lady telling someone else that "all that stuff is free".
Well, now.
So, I had picked up this book from 1950.....
...and even though the cover was warped, I liked the illustrations and information inside well enough that I wanted it - especially for free:
These little vintage Christmas things were sitting near the "check-out" area, and I was afraid to ask the price because everything that was neat and/or vintage that I'd asked about had been way more than I could pay. But I asked anyway, and she said 25 cents each.
All righty, then - I think I can handle that:
This little sweetie-pie was in with the free stuff - not sure why she was relegated to that - surely she's worth something? I would have paid for her, but nope, free:
More free books - I figured I could add these to my collection of books on Victorian homes:
I spotted this little gal, below, when I first walked up. She was with the Halloween decorations. And unlike her days gone by when I imagine she was used at a cosmetology school or something, she was having a REALLY bad hair day. Like Fright Night bad.
She also has some smudges on her face that don't seem to want to be removed. I told her "That's all right, honey - we've all had dirty faces at one time or another. And, as it so happens, I could use a little lady just like you to model hats for me, so we'll just cover that hair right up - and don't you worry your pretty little head about it".
"And you can also model some of the vintage Vera scarves I've been finding lately."
I thought I caught her smiling at me when I said that. I was given a price of one dollar for her.
So, I spent $1.75, and walked home with my finds in a plastic bucket - also free. And we were all happy about the whole experience.
And anyway, you know what they always say, don't you?
That's right.
Two heads are better than one.
He has gotten a little bit bigger. He has discovered there is a whole world outside on the deck, and that acorns are really fun to chase around.
Cheshire Cat has been trying to put up with Ishi's antics. A few less growls come from Luna, but she is still not excited about having a younger brother.
Chessie, at the top of the photo, is always cautious and watchful, but Ishi seems to get closer and closer very day.
Ishi enjoys this mat at the front door. He can lay here looking cute and at the same time keep his eye open for Chessie or Luna so that he can pounce when they try to come into the house.
Totally innocent and cuddly.
No, I am not sharpening my claws on the welcome mat, honest!
Always on the job in case bugs try to enter under the screen door.
Dilligence may pay off with a crunchy morsel if he sits still enough.
Almost big enough to be the king of all he surveys, if only he could see over the kick plate.
