Thursday, May 22, 2008

Two Treasures

Vintage bisquit tin with embossed pattern, $8. (hers)
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Matte white McCoy vase, bird pattern, $9. (mine)

It was a glorious day! We had tons of fun digging in
several antique malls, with plenty of vendors.
The photos above are two of our special finds.

12 comments:

  1. both are tres lovely ! and beautifully photographed ... as usual. xo S & Winn

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  2. Willow...I commented on the bisquit tin and now I just want to say..Lady...you have such fine taste :) very very pretty..I do love white and the bird pattern just lovely..both are nicely displayed on the dark brown..

    Best wishes to you both...Dee Dee

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  3. Elspeth has obviously inherited your excellent taste.

    Your day sounds like such fun. Can't wait to see what other treasures you came away with.

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  4. That tin is gorgeous! And you really need to blog about your extensive McCoy collection! :)

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  5. Mmmmm... gorgeous finds! I've never seen such a lovely biscuit tin. Now all it needs is a heap o' biccies inside it. Hee hee.

    This McCoy pottery sounds fascinating. I second Betsy's suggestion!

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  6. Hey, I have a great idea....why don't you come up to our house in
    Washington and you can go through the storage boxes......keep what you want (LOL). Blessings. Great picture of you and your daughter. It is nice to be able to do things with them as adults isn't it?

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  7. Willow,
    You always manage to spot great finds. How beautiful! And at the right price. Glad to hear you're having fun.
    The Bach

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  8. Great find on that McCoy piece!

    Bet you had a fun day...I like your bright coat!

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  9. That white vase is a very sweet little find, Willow. I want to go antiquing with you!

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  10. I love that Tin! It looks like the Arts and Crafts movement. Is it? surely any biscuit from such a tin would have to taste infinitely better, would it not?!

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