it's becoming a tradition

Seems like every year now, the day after Thanksgiving is reserved for a trip to Theatre of Dreams. My mom and I are the driving force (meaning we'd go even if nobody else wanted to join us), but usually it's a family affair.

Such a magical little shop, in this very removed little town...



...with all these wonderful creations made out of vintage materials.


I purchased a few little lovely mirrored items to hang in the den. When I get them up and the light is good, I will take a photo.