antiquing with mom
After visiting the local art museum and grabbing lunch at a bistro, Mom and I went to one of my favorite antique stores. Since purging ironstone and antiques earlier this year, I’ve been disciplined about not bringing a bunch of stuff back into the house. I do love milling about in antique stores, second-hand shops, and markets, though, and I’m resigned to the fact that there will always be some amount of stuff coming and going. It just needs to be intentional and in moderation! So, I kept this in mind as we walked the aisles of Beaver Creek Antique Market. Right off the bat, my attention was grabbed by a concrete goose sitting on the counter. Typically, pieces sitting on the counter were placed there by shoppers who intend to buy them. The absence of a tag also made me think it was already claimed. I asked about it
