Sometimes, I've discovered that I need to move a little faster.
I really liked this metal tote when I found it at a flea market.
See where someone wrote on it in yellow? It had its own little unspoken story.
That intrigued me for some reason.
Of course I brought it home with me and listed it in the shop.
It's been in the shop since spring.
I really thought someone would snatch it up quickly, but that did not happen.
So it's been on my mind lately.
It would look great on my kitchen table.
I had recently replaced a doily with a feed sack and that table was just calling out for the metal tote.
I decided the tote was going to be all mine.
But I was too late.
Someone bought it that same day. This past Saturday.
I'm sure it is going to a good home, to someone who will appreciate it.
Me...I'm on the hunt to figure out what I want to put on that kitchen table.