day 5
coffee table
I spotted this wonderful primitive table years ago at a very fun flea market back in New York. Looking back, I hope I didn't plow over too many people after she caught my eye and I zipped over to scoop her up. Literally.
Fortunately, she's not heavy because I hauled that baby all over the place until I had browsed to my heart's content. I feared putting her down for even a second because I knew that someone would grab this fabulous find for themselves.
No need to worry about coffee rings, spills, or dings with this beauty. She's seen her day and it shows. She's the perfect height for weary feet and big enough to hold all kinds of lounging necessities.
Along the way, she's found a place of honor in our New York family room and The Nest over the garage where my counseling office is located. I'm pleased to say that she's now made her way onto the porch. You can see her fine legs in this snapshot.
Welcome home, little table. Your flaws and scars make you precious.
Let's talk coffee tables ...
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