It has come to my attention that I have not blogged about thrifting or an estate sale expedition in, like, months. So here are some photos, each suitable as a story prompt if you are so inclined.
Label on trunk in mildewy basement at estate sale. Who traveled on the Cunard line? Where did they go?
There is not actually a peculiar purple sun on this souvenir-of-Australia scarf, found at Value Village — it is a defect of my phone. Did something happen in Australia that made the former owner want to discard this?
There were two rabbits affixed to the handle of this basket, found in the Goodwill bins. Locked in an eternal race? But there’s nowhere for them to go.
They look like zombies. Will they soon seek the brains of other dolls?