On Main: travelling back in time

It's sunny - I should be happy, but well I've been a little low lately. It's nothing serious, just a "transition," as I'm told. The most painful phase of child birth is also called transition - so I suppose some transitions, though healthy, are tough to take.


In this state, I wandered into a store on Main Street called A Baker's Dozen - a lovely assortment of all things vintage - things that almost made me cry - an antique doll with a sweet painted face, yellow curls and chubby limbs - beautiful lapel pins, coral necklaces, hat boxes, and tin wind up toys, the kind my father loved so much - more fighting back of tears.


I came away with a few carefully chosen treasures that have already made themselves comfortable in my house, as if they'd been there all along.