No Pictures

It's true. No pictures. My camera battery died. Imagine, if you will, a tall white thing with blue and clear lights. I picked it up today somewhere. Zita, I can't tell you where I got it, cuz last time I mentioned that thrift stores are great sources, another dealer told me to stop telling you that. So, there. I didn't tell you where I got the tall white thing with the blue and clear lights, did I? (See Richard? I'm keeping our secret!)

Now. Picture a big ol' arbor with rusty cyclone fencing. (It didn't come from a thrift store. I bought it from Debbie and Danny.) From it, hanging down, is a rusty thingy with some crystals. Ok. A lot of crystals. Glass crystals. Yee haw! Picture that, if you will. Uh huh. Kinda cool, huh? Like it?

In your mind's eye, picture black, silver and gold stuff, all mixed up together. When you come to the Primitiques Christmas Open House this Saturday from 10a-3p, you can see it for yourself. David is in charge of that area and I can't brag enough on how good this man is!

Let's see...white and silver....green and red....a tree inside of a table? Burlap. Uh huh. We have burlap here and there. And it wouldn't be Primitiques without primitives, would it?

This post didn't need no stinkin' pictures! You can see it now, can't you? You'll see it even better Saturday, I promise. *wink*

Happy Tuesday!
~Mindy