And what is that I'm holding? One of my own prints! (pardon the wonderful cameraphone quality...) I gave it to the thrift shop because I was sick of looking at it on the wall and someone must've thought it was worth something! I was so excited I just about floated over to where Paul was to show him!
And then some sunshiny yellow in a little display that caught my eye. Those distressed stools make me dream of a little canopy to hide out of the sun and cold iced tea. Ooh and maybe a deck of cards.