Walking through the parking lot at the thrift store, I heard a tiny voice. "Help me!"
I went inside and got a bucket of hot water and a pair (pair?) of vintage mechanical ice tongs.
A bath at home restored Tiny Reindeer, who has happily joined the other Xmas decorations.
Last night I was reading a book on collectors. I'm not really a collector––(a major benefit of working at a thrift store is I get to enjoy things, but don't have to keep them)––but I do share some similarities. Still, I was surprised to recognize one of the reasons collectors give for collecting things:
they feel sorry for left-behind objects!
I went inside and got a bucket of hot water and a pair (pair?) of vintage mechanical ice tongs.
Last night I was reading a book on collectors. I'm not really a collector––(a major benefit of working at a thrift store is I get to enjoy things, but don't have to keep them)––but I do share some similarities. Still, I was surprised to recognize one of the reasons collectors give for collecting things:
they feel sorry for left-behind objects!
