Wow. It's a huge rug and fits perfectly in our dining room and now I'll have autumn in there even on the snowiest of days. (Our old rug was well, old. Too small. Stained. It 'had had it', as my mother would say.)
(Looks like we're living in the 1920's, doesn't it?) :)
And see the rooster, below?
He was free at a table across the street from the yard sale where I also found this:
There I was holding this sketch and staring at this girl's face and the owner, a woman, came up behind me and asked, "Do you like that?" I replied, "Yes, it's lovely." Then she said, "You can take that."
Wow! I thanked her and she went on to tell me and her friend beside us that she'd bought that sketch at a gathering of Buffalo artists in the 1960's because she found the girl's face beguiling.
I find it beguiling, too. And now I keep her sketch below one of Naomi, one created by her art teacher in high school:
Then last week I bought these two scarves at a sale for just 25 cents each, entwined them, then placed them amongst these dishes.
And lastly, here's the tin which a man gave to me at a yard sale last week, the tin and it's assorted contents.
And ok, it's scratched and has no lid, but hey! It looks nice in my kitchen and it was a gift. From the yard sale man? Well, yes. But mostly I see the tin, the sketch and the rooster, the scarves and the $10 rug as gifts from a God who is taking very, very good care of us. As He always has and always will.