I have a little problem, I can’t resist coloured glass. Bowls, vases, plates…old fashioned ornate coloured glass, the kind you find in charity shops, antique stores, estate or garage sales. The kind that your Grandma or Great-Aunt had on a sideboard…can you see it?
You would think, knowing I was heading to a charity shop I would have anticipated something like this happening.
Yesterday I went to our local Goodwill Store to buy some books to read on holidays, you know, some light beach reading. That was all I was there for, just books. Only books!
Walking to the cash register I spotted it, a beautiful amber coloured glass something, I think it’s an ashtray. I picked it up, wow, heavy. I put it down.
I walked away, I walked back.
Picked it up again, it is really heavy. I put it down and looked around, there was no-one there to save me. I picked it up and looked at the price tag. Seriously! 8 BUCKS!
I bought it.
Yes yes yes, I don’t have a job right now, but it was 8 BUCKS!
You might be asking yourself if I know anything about coloured glass; do I know if it’s Carnival or Depression, mid-century or vintage, (or is that the same thing?), do I know the value?
I do know that when the light hits it, and the colours reflect, making pretty patterns on everything they touch, it makes me happy.
p.s. I don’t normally store the glass in the snow…but it does look pretty. The amber coloured “bowl” on the left, above the red vase and below the green glass, is the culprit.