I came across these books, organized by color, in the same local shop where I bought the gigantic typewriter.
That lone red book mixed in with the blue ones cracks me up for some reason. Either it’s a deliberate part of the design or some shopper was really not paying attention to what was happening on these bookshelves.
Wouldn’t an entire bookcase filled with hundreds of red & green books be amazing at Christmastime? Will someone please get on that and report back? Much appreciated.
This piece of big, heavy mid century awesomeness was a mere $20 at a yard sale this morning and the sellers delivered it, in a truck, to my garage. I marvel at $20 furniture.
And motivated sellers.
Which brings us to something I have been dreading to share with you but in the interest of full disclosure, I feel I must.
The cow has been nicknamed 'van Gogh.'
This photo was snapped out in the Garage Where Cars Can’t Park while waiting for my yard sale furniture to be delivered.
Blow mold central.
And possibly future additions to the "What was I thinking?" pile.
Concluding these moments in vintage, a view from a walk.
On the Old Highway.
Hope this weekend brings you some vintage moments.