Just because I like to say 'Doodads'

 

I don’t recall when it began but at some point I started setting aside little vintage doodads that turn up in the boxes and bags of things I bring home from yard sales and thrift stores.*
 

A fleet of little sleighs came mixed in with vintage Christmas ornaments.

 

Itty, bitty deer appeared.

 

Tiny, tiny white mice were found in the bottom of a bag. (These are a tremendous improvement over my last experience…)

 

Little candy baskets started stacking up along with the occasional googley-eyed glitter bird. (Blogger’s spell check rejects all of my versions of ‘googley.’ )

 

Bells of all shapes and sizes.

 

And one spun head.

All of these doodads end up in a bag marked ‘Ethel’ because The Vintage Crafter will know exactly what to do with them.

 

 

 *Despite bringing home boxes and bags of things from yard sales and thrift stores, I swear on my stack of newspapers from 1987 that I am not a hoarder.