Before I got sad I was going to post these pics



I love old things. Tea cups and tea pots. A beautiful old doily or just about anything you may find at your grandmas house tucked away on a shelf. These old things say home to me. Joe and I are the same in this and this may be why we are so crowded here. But these old things are here to stay. The 2 tea cups and the star, I found at a weird little hole in the wall shop last week. They were so under priced I had to get them. I have a few other pieces from the same pattern. The beautiful glass hanging in my kitchen window was a gift from Cady and Sara for my birthday.
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