Treasure Hunt.

So, its 7am on a Saturday morning.

Its early, but as usual, the sun beat me up.

Its shining bright.

Its 7am on a Saturday morning.

Its early, but i'm feeling good.

I've been to a garage sale!

Oh, now i understand why dad lugs 

'its-&-bits-&-pieces-&-treasures-&-junk-&-things-that-we-dont-need'

home on a Saturday morning.

The thrill of spotting a treasure

(worthy of exerting bargaining energy at 6.30 in the morning)

 is so great.

I found a cute, retro wicker day chair & foot stool.

After a quick DIY job of recovering the cushions in some awesome floral fabrics, these will look great on my balcony.

A new cigarette & magazine posi.

VOILA!