Last month during our stay at the cottage in Fenelon Falls we took little trips to check out the surrounding towns. The friends we were with are in the midst of renovating their farmhouse in Prince Edward County so we drove around looking for antiques and anything that might be useful. I love that you never know what you’re going to find when you see a sign that says “Antiques” with an arrow pointing you down a long country road. One of those signs led us to a couple of dark, cavernous barns filled with what I suppose one could call antiques. Or maybe one could also call them graveyards for neglected, damaged furniture and home to Chucky’s playmates. A little disappointing in our quest for antiques, but a part of me loves that places like this exist.

The antique markets and shops that went on and on and on in San Telmo were a little overwhelming, but I did find a couple of things, like this old clothing hanger, which probably isn’t an antique, and wasn’t actually for sale, but they sold it to me anyway.  On it is one of the tops I made before the trip, when I realized I didn’t have any summer clothes.  The floral print was a piece of fabric I had been holding onto for years.  There’s something I love about it even though I never wear floral prints.