That "I'm the Queen" sign pulled me over to spot #50 at the Grafton Flea Market on Sunday morning. While I was wondering queen of what?; the vendor came over to chat me up. She saw me looking at the sweet, small distressed pink table and told me that she expected it to be the first thing to sell that day. It hadn't sold yet. I found myself feeling sorry for the little table and wanting to give it a home. It had started at $25, had been marked down to $16, and would have been a certain purchase for me in a previous life.
I began by explaining that I didn't live here and it would be difficult to transport. Of course, she had many ideas for me. Then, I told her I live in France. Her eyes got big and she beat a discreet retreat when she realized there was no simple transport solution to a sale. It was fun.
Truth be told: I still think about that little pink table.
We are so related! It has taken me until 42 to develop some will power, it is like beautiful things cast a spell on me. This month I have been able to draw power from fall cleaning. I still have simplify goals that I have not met(my books being my biggest weakness). I appreciate how you focus on the beauty in the moments. Love you!
Posted by: Amy Emme | 10/30/2014 at 10:37 AM
I know what you mean about books, Amy. They are my biggest weakness too. Moving to France in 2006, I discovered what I truly loved and cherished...my books, my art, my family photos, my sheet music, and a few other things (a deviled egg plate or two). If I was willing to pay to ship them or carry then to France, they were important to me. It seems our heritage is "stuff" challenged. We are still working at it over here on Elizabeth. Thanks for the kind words-Love, Laury
Posted by: Laury Bourgeois | 10/30/2014 at 12:02 PM