When I was a child my father used to drag me to every flea market and antique store he could find...thus the love of all things old and vintage comes naturally. Practically every Saturday we were off on a different adventure to see what old "new" things we might find. These are some of the most precious memories I have of my childhood. Just me and my dad hunting for unexpected "treasures" in a sea of what most people would call junk. I have always been "daddy's girl" and to this day my dad and I will run out to a flea market or antique store together whenever we have an opportunity. Now that we live in different states, those opportunities seem to come much less often.
Most likely this will be my final creative post before Christmas. My "to do" list is much too long! I would like to take this opportunity to wish all of you for your support. Your uplifting comments and sweet emails are what keeps me moving forward. Thank You and may you and your loved ones have a blessed and wonderful Merry Christmas. Remember, without Christ there is no Christmas!










