Baby Bunting

Well, the Fourth is upon us.  So, I decided to fancy up our residence all patriotic like.

 Found these vintage hat box lids that looked like art to me.  So I hung them on the wall.  I don't know what that has to do with Patriotism, but there ya go.



 Another Holiday, another throw pillow.  I've got a problem.  I could possibly open my own shop.

 Who wants a bunting hung above the mirror?  Looks like it's unanimous.

 I tend to gravitate toward the most random items, like this antique flashcard. The word is "many."  How many would pay money for an old flashcard?  Not many.

 Again with the throw pillows.  But, come on....that's just sound advice right there.

Then there's the poor baby bunting.  Perhaps you are having trouble spoting it?  It's the thing in this picture that looks like it doesn't belong.  With the interior all fancied, I decided to extend my services outdoors. It looked plenty big in the store when I purchased it, but clearly 'tis way too small, perspectively: "Fat House in a little bunting..."  It's a mockery. Dall Garnit, Hobby Lobby! 

Ah, well.  There's always next year.  Happy 4th Everyone!!!