So I have urn love.
Let's just be honest, I get downright green when I see an antique urn in someone's yard.
I covet them from afar knowing I'll likely never have a pair.
My husband says they are always too heavy and too expensive.
So I have the fake resin kind gracing my garden corners.
But on this past Saturday, I stumbled across my.best.find.EVER.
It once graced a garden corner, but now it's a lamp! And Mick was right, even though it's petite, it's heavy heavy!
I found her at a garage sale on Saturday, already converted into a lamp.
I was just hoping she wasn't already sold. It was my lucky day!
So there she sits on my kitchen counter in all her tall, slender, rusty beauty.
I heart old rusty crusty urns.
What about you, what would make your heart skip a beat if you spotted it at the next garage sale?
I hope you find it! It happens, it really does!
~ vintage love ~