A recent trip to the thrift store yielded all cool-weather finds. The red basket it giant, and I can't wait to use it at Christmas time. I'll load it full of gifts, boughs, firewood... not sure yet!
I was also delighted to find two identical remnants of reversible, wool-like fleece. My plans for these are "his and hers" throws - blanket stitched and initialed for those cuddly winter nights on the couch. The peg hooks and divided basket were thrown in on impulse - I can't resist rustic cabin stuff!
It felt odd to haul my "basket full of fall" out to the truck on a steamy summer day. The same funny feeling I had when I was a kid, doing my back-to-school shopping way too early. But then I took a walk and discovered some evidence...
The wild apples are starting to get some colour:
And the Queen Anne's Lace is starting to go to seed!
Yipes! Maybe fall is closer than I thought.
Reminds me of a hilarious commerical for Kentucky Fried Chicken, which I think may be only shown in Canada. A single, coloured leaf falls on the sidewalk in front of a happy, tank-top-sporting woman, who starts screaming in horror because it signals the end of summer. Because Canadian summers are so short, August is full of panicky moments like that! Just like the last day of the weekend, it's hard to fully enjoy. It's the Sunday of months.
But there was one thing hidden in that basket you can't see. Something that will make any end-of-summer laments a little more bearable.
The cutest lilac linen apron with crocheted trim:
Reminds me that there are plenty more flip-floppin' - corn-on-the-cobbin' - marshmallow-roastin' - bare-leg sportin' - sunscreen smearin' - wildflower-pickin' days of summer left. I plan to enjoy them all!
Back soon with more exciting second-hand finds (my luckiest ever!) and an fiery recipe for corn on the cob - straight from the streets of Mumbai!