It Just Kept Appearing

This vase just called to me.  Yes, it's crazed, but aren't we all?

So far it's a water tight vessel, which is always useful in a vase.

I turned it around and it had this big chip. 

Then I turned it over and it had this:

It was only 75 cents and it was the real McCoy :)

This old glass measuring cup was also 75 cents.  I couldn't pass up it up, they don't make them like this any more.

This wooden trunk will need a bit of TLC and maybe a date with the power washer, but it was just so cool and for $4.00 I had to have it.  

Vintage linens.  {Big sigh}  10 cents each.  Now, they are all pretty stained and well loved.  I don't care.  I may be able to cut out enough good to make a pretty pillow for the porch or something.  Again, they just don't make them like this anymore.  Something in me needs to be around these old items.  I'm not sure what it is.  I'm just drawn to them.  I don't get this feeling in Macy's.  Yes, when I walk by the Martha section I do get excited, but when I'm browsing an antique store or find these things at garage sales, I feel...comforted.  I know it's just stuff, but somehow it's a symbol of our past greatness.  Not that we aren't still great, but that true greatness lasts if we take care of it.  We just have to pick it up and appreciate it.