I just love the simply beauty of weathered worn wood, houses, old barns falling down brings great heartfelt emotions of dreaming-of it's past-life that once breathed in and out of the people who once walked and lived among these beauties.This photo is of my mother-in-laws back door to her home, I love it!!!
With winter blowing and falling down upon us, I must admit I am dreaming of Spring, love my mothers olde watering can with the wild daisy's growing. And I am dreaming of yard sales and flea markets again, one of my favorite things to do on the weekends. Here are some goodies I picked up this past summer.