This little tree has adorned many different rooms in my house over the years.
I have tiny little balls...one year they were red and green, and one year gold and white. This year, I threw on some sparkle wire and old hardware.
... the more chippy paint and rust the better.
The clock was from my Dad's stash.
Yes, my dad was a collector also. He loved the junking ...back then it was called "antiquing." I remember mom and dad would go out antiquing and come home with boxes of mystery. Most things dirty...you could almost see the puffs of dust when the boxes were opened. Sometimes smelly... well - most times smelly. Things haven't changed much !
I do try to avoid the smelly items these days. Now that I don't have the Barn, my treasures come directly home with me. I do not want ANY smelly things in my house.
My focus these days are on the holidays.
Christmas is coming way too fast.
I don't want to think about the new year...not yet...this years adventure must come to a close first.
If I don't get a chance to blog again before the 25th....
Merry Christmas !!