I have sheet envy of Kate over at Foxs Lane.
Small expectations I had when I set off on my op shopping mission this morning. It would appear however, the Op shop Fae saw fit to smile upon me today.
I am sitting on my couch with a cup of tea, listening to bliss for the ears, secretly smiling to myself. I am totally chuffed at my haul of thrifted treasures.
I now have some lovely vintage sheets to add to my sewing stash, two hand towels that I had to buy as they are identical to ones I can remember my Grandma Elsie having. (Undoubtedly she has them still) As well as a styling little pottery sugar bowl.
And indeed the whole purpose behind said op shopping trip, Scabby Dog has a pure wool purple blanket to cushion his precious old bones from the chilly winter floor... I secretly have plans for adding a contrasting crocheted edging that I've no doubt he will be thoroughly unimpressed with.
** A note on Scabby dog; he is a cancer survivor. He is 3/4 blind, a little bit deaf, missing patches of fur and his front teeth after a lifelong skin condition. He is the happiest, most beautiful and kindest soul you'll ever have the fortune of meeting.**