Once you join the not-so-secret world of junking, word travels fast about your life on the inside of this movement. People on the outside think you’re doing cool things, but have no interest in joining. That’s ok because they are the ones who call you and say “I just cleaned out a relative’s home and there’s a pile of stuff I’m going to get rid of. Do you want to dig through it first?”
Why yes, yes I would.
A friend and business connection notified me with just such an offer. So my junk sister Crystal (hey sis!) and I headed out on I-94 on a little adventure. We arrived to find tables neatly organized, mostly with glassware, and then I spotted this box on the floor. The little gnome looking fellow on the bottom right was enough to make me jump at the grab bag of a box.
“I’ll take it!” I yelled, probably scaring the very few people who were in the room.
As you know, the discovery process is an exciting part of this world. So when I got home I went through this box piece by piece and was thrilled with my finds.
There was my gnome man of course. I have plans for him that involve life in an herb garden.
I loved the look of this little trophy. I will either leave it in its original glory, or put vinyl words on it. I’m thinking either “Wife Trophy” or “Trophy Wife.”
Just like Laura, I love anything with graphic owl prints on it and this little votive holder is an owl but only if you’re looking at it right. With a candle inside, his eyes will dance.
I think these “hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil” guys are the cutest. They are only two inches tall and I giggle every time I look at them. Also in this fabulous box o’ junk, I stacked up some china plates for the Hussy Ware and some random figurines that might be fun in a fairy garden.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some more fabulous junk to sort!