good awesome luck at my local thrift shop lately!
I wanted a summer blouse. You know what I mean . . . a genuine “clean up a little, plug in the iron and put on something other than a T-shirt” blouse. I had a general idea of what I’d like to find: short sleeves and a flower print. I like flower prints. Modest coordinating frivolous ornamentation would be a fun find, but not required.
I found two blouses and a matching bracelet for each, but not on the same day. The bracelets were not with the blouses, but I had good luck on the jewelry rack.
Since rearranging my living room in early spring, I have been wanting to find a piece of art to hang on the wall behind the couch in its new location. I didn’t want anything specific, but I had a general idea.
Finding just the right thing to suit me took several trips over the last two months. I wanted a nature scene of some sort. I saw some paintings that would have been . . okay, but I didn’t want to settle for okay. I wanted serene, beautiful, and awesome.
I finally spotted something I liked. It wasn’t a painting, but a poster made from a scenic photograph. The photo is called Austria Forest Light by Charles Bowman. It’s a filtered light photograph. The poster was in a plastic frame, but I didn’t want to hang it that way. I wanted a rustic wooden frame
I made several trips to the thrift shop in search of a frame that suited me and the photo, but I finally found one. I was able to remove the photo from the plastic poster frame, cut the white excess poster away and put it in the wooden frame I found.
At an online art website, the price for the Bowman’s photo poster alone is listed at $30. With the addition of a wooden frame, the price is listed at $100 for the dimensions of one like mine. The total cost for my thrift shop art was $7: $3 for the poster and $4 for the frame.
On my most recent visit to the thrift shop, I had one of those quality textural finds similar to the Irish woven scarf I found earlier this summer. I spotted a fabulous knee-length Irish sweater in 100% merino wool.
It was Goodnight’s size and since she was with me in the store, but browsing in a different area, I took the sweater to her and asked her if she liked it. She did . . . a lot! She liked the color and the style. I liked that my granddaughter will be wrapped in warmth when Minnesota turns cold. All that beautiful thrift shop wool and I didn’t even have to knit!
Finally, because I am a Thursday’s child, this caught my eye: G. K. Chesterton’s fantasy, suspense novel: The Man Who Was Thursday: A Nightmare. If Thursday is a nightmare, no wonder a “Thursday’s child has far to go.” The book I found is a first American edition, 107 years old!
Here’s a gift for you from a peaceful and content Thursday’s Child. The above book is available to read online at the Project Gutenberg site.
On what day of the week were you born? Thursday’s not so bad. 😉
Finally, for Paula at Smidgeons, Snippets & Bits. I forgot I had this measuring spoon until this morning.
May your grief be portioned by the smidgeon and your joy by the gallon!