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.