My "New" Furniture--One Woman's Junk...

You know it's true:  "One woman's junk is another woman's treasure."

I accumulate a lot of treasures.  

And I have a husband who is an enabler.

 This little beauty was hanging out by the curb over in Druid Hills.

My darling hubby threw on the brakes and backed up.

"What do ya think?"

"Should we pick it up?"

She stayed in the basement stinking to high heaven for a number of months

before being lovingly cleaned and shipped off to the upholsterers.

(I know my limits--I do crappy upholstery.)

We just got her back and love her.  Don't exactly know where she'll end up, but what the heck.

Later,

Patti


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