As the collection grows

I picked up another tablecloth this morning while Jack and I were thrifting. I had almost given up hope on finding anything at all today, and there it was, in amongst the vinyl tablecloths, waiting for me to find it.

I cannot remember what sparked my interest in them, I think it was an article in one of the country home type magazines, but, I can still remember which cloth was my first, and how much I paid for it. (It was 25 cents, I know you were wondering!)

I must have more than 50 of them at this point. I use a different one each week on our kitchen table, and it doesn't matter to me if they are stained or have holes. In fact, the beauty on the table this week has a big paint spot on it. I love how Karen, of The Vintage Table refers to tablecloths as being part of "herstory," and I always wonder what other lives my tablecloths have seen. (Although, I must admit, those that have seen lives as painting dropcloths are amongst the sadder stories of the lot.)

Anyway, I really like this one. It has interesting flora on it. Cockleburrs? Sweetgum balls? I have no clue what they are, but, in the weeks to come, it will grace my kitchen table, Jack will declare it "Pretty!" and part of "my story" it shall become.



And because no thrifting trip is complete without something for Jack, a book for him it was! An unusual find because it is in German, and I shall *attempt* to read it to him German as well. It is a cute little hide and seek book, "1,2,3 Here I come!"

P.S. I think that with winter closing in, I will share more of my tablecloth collection in the coming months.