From My Sketchbook

Have a beautiful weekend!

 

I'm headed down to Round Top for the last couple of days of Antique Week.

I'm hoping to find just the right chandelier.

And maybe a bench...

because someone seems to think five hundred dollars is too much money

to spend on a chair that nobody,

except the people who go into our closet,

will see, let alone use and will need to be re-padded before it's even able to be used.

Alright... I'm not conceding, but he might have a point... might.

But it is a french antique and has the perfect,

p e r f e c t

golden-yellow, velvet brocade upholstery on it, which happens to be

p e r f e c t l y

worn.

 

Anyway, I'm a little hesitant to go

seeing as how Rachel Ashwell has been down there for a week and half

buying up all of the good stuff.

I'm really not sure there will be anything left.

 

But mainly,

I'm truly worried that my old beast will no longer be with us by the time I get back.

And it will doubly break my heart if I'm not there holding her at the very last.

Of course, that silly old dog has tricked us like this before.