Antiques in Florence, Colorado
it was a really hot day!
I think the reason I had heard so much about this cute little historic district in this tiny town is that they really take pride in their stores -- clean streets, amazing window displays, and we saw few dusty, dingy co op stores (although, I like those too!)
I was very impressed -- there was store after store after store to browse through, and we didn't even hit them all in the 3 hours we spent there!
You know what that means, don't you? It means I'll have to go back!
Dennis says, "Oh, joy."
In one of the stores, Dennis was acting strange; I finally noticed he was standing in front of that washtub full of buttons -- hoping I wouldn't see it!
They were charging $5 for a bag of buttons! (I have an enamel tub full of buttons that I've been taking to friend's garage sales recently, and I only charge $1 a bag!)
I know you want to know what I came home with, right?
These cute little nut cups -- I'm planning to take one apart and use it as a pattern to make more!
Now, this little picture just had to come home with me. I wondered:
Did she realize she was wearing stripes that mimicked the scary big plant behind her?
What is that scary big plant, anyway?
Wouldn't it be a great photo for one of those photo captioning contests?
Or a movie poster: The Attack of the Killer Shrub
The one above is, like, my mantra.
These are Christmas ornaments -- just all the cool old glass beads! 'Love them!
Pretty, pretty shell buckle still on the card!
I don't know if you can see it in the middle, but I grabbed that little desktop thing that you stick notes onto for my office -- I'm going to use it keep my business postage receipts on it. What are those things called?
Also -- lots of remnants of silk ribbon-ry, and a bunch of buttons that were 25 cents for all of them -- I got them for the pretty glass ones in the front there.
Beautiful, beautiful calling cards and scrap.
I'm excited that we get to go back and see the stores we didn't make it to in a couple of months when they have their antique fair weekend -- my son will be marching and playing in his HIGH SCHOOL band the first day. (High School is capitalized because I'm still freaking out about his being a high school freshman...in two weeks...)