Antiquing Day

Today, my hubby and I went around come local towns looking at flea markets, junk stores and anywhere else that looked promising. I was in search for an old fireplace mantle that I want to use as a headboard for our bed. One place in particular looked promising and had everything BUT a mantle. I found an old ice box that I wanted, and may still go back for it, from around the turn of the 20th century. I love old things, the way they were made, the beauty in the simplicity of it. I also love just the oldness of things, even if they aren't "beautiful" anymore.

I found this old Clabber Girl sign on the side of the building, old, rusted and barely legible, but I found something beautiful in the colors. Likewise with the Coca~Cola bottles sitting in the sun.