I love antiquing with my mom. She tells stories of how they had this thing or that and what times used to be like.
I wonder if much of today’s stuff will survive long enough to land itself in an antique shop. I’m not fooled anymore by the shine and cute packaging when the product doesn’t last. I think the shop those land in is the landfill. Like the veggie peeler that couldn’t hold itself up to make it through one potato. And who do you contact to get your money back. Probably nobody cause you spent $7.99 for it and is it even worth the effort.
A special word to Ellen, Thank you for looking at my blog and saying that you like my writing because I was wondering if it was too much. Thanks!
Anyhow back to antiques. Comfort, Texas is a favorite place to antique and have a little lunch. My painting painting is from a photo I took there last summer. I took liberties when painting it and that is the freedom I feel as a painter when orchestrating colors and shapes to appeal to the eye. I painted around the canvas sides so this one won’t need a frame.