WOW... What a wonderful fall (even though it's still summer) day. The cold front came in and it feels incredible outside today. I've been cleaning house all morning with the windows up and the back screen open. Couldn't ask for much more out of a Wednesday. It reminds me so much of all the times that my friends and I would get up on Saturday mornings to go JUNKING. It was cool outside and our hearts were set on the dig. I realize that does not sound even the least bit appealing to some people; but mercy I can't think of anything much I'd like to do more. Give me a good garage sale, a flea market, or a junk store any day. I'd take it over a mall in a minute. We used to laugh so hard at all the crazy things we'd see while looking for our big find. I guess maybe that's why men love to hunt. It's the thrill of the chase. It's that secret thought that surely someone must have accidentally placed this wonderful treasure in the get rid of pile.
Because most certainly if they'd have known how fabulous it was they couldn't have dare parted with it... haha I love more than most things I can describe to create something amazing out of something that might not look so good. It's all in the presentation I say. You put it with another couple of great things and WHAM it's devine. Well, today is not Saturday, and I've moved over 200 miles from my wonderful Junkyard friends: but the feel of this fallish morning and the sweet memories were pretty darn close. May we all look around our busy lives today and find something to be made fabulous that was almost thrown away. My granny always said beauty is all around you if only you stop to see.