I love her eyelashes too. So I'll try not to collect these lady head vases and I'll try not to look for them at the auctions and flea markets when I get back into going out. Pretty woman!
So, to keep her coming with me, I would give her quarters to buy a pin or two. You would be surprised how many times that little face and outstretched hand with quarters brought the price down! Of course that never happened when I tried it. 
Now she is away at design school and her pin collection is here with me. She never collected any particular color or design just what tickled a small girl's fancy. 
These are the ones with pink stones. Pink is not , nor ever has been her favorite color so there are only a few of them. 
Happy Saturday!
You park your beach chair right at the water's edge so you can watch the seagulls clean the beach of all the pretzels and french fries left from the daytime partiers.
Or you can watch the groups of teenagers and remember when you thought it was cool to wear a bikini. If I did that now, they'd send for the patrol. I was going to put in a picture of them and try to pass them off as my husband and myself. Right....I didn't think you'd fall for it either!
The only thing I got wet were my toes. It was heavenly cold on a hot evening. I wish this was in my backyard, then I'd be there all the time. But it is more than an hours drive so I don't see it much. A little cottage by the lake or the ocean for retirement is what I dream of. Happy late days of summer!
With my hubby's dahlia garden, we are never lacking for decorations. This was his contribution. He cut dahlias and used all the small vases he could find and lined them up across the island countertop. I would have liked the vases to match, but it was pretty. However, I needed all the space I could find for food for 40 people. So they were dispersed around the house. 
This is my favorite. It is an un-named seedling. 
Most of them have names, but I don't know them and hubby wasn't here when I was typing this. Some of them are very striking. 
Not only do they vary in size from a golf ball to a dinner plate, the petals also differ in shape. This is a spikey one. 
I didn't get anymore pictures as the party was over as quickly as it was planned. And I think it went very well. 
Then I found it ," my" box. Vintage Christmas ornaments buried under cheesey satin balls that that were losing threads with every dig into the box. It looked like a long evening as "my" box was at the end. I sat by "my" box, I walked around "my" box, I watched it from afar. I thought I was being coy, not wanting to draw attention to "my" box.
Finally, the auctioneer pointed to "my" box, then he looked straight at me and asked if I wanted it sold separately. I was calm as a cucumber and as sly as a fox, how did he know it was "my " box?! Did he see me circling? Wow, was he good! 
Well, at least everyone else realized too that it was "my" box and after a few dollars were paid up front, it really was my box. Let the rest of them have the old coffee maker and the box of legos, I was thrilled with my treasure and couldn't wait to get them safely home.
What is in the box that you are waiting 3 hrs. to score?
