Now, if I am being honest, I had a mission. I’d seen an interesting step ladder in the window at the Salvation Army thrift shop with a tag that said $12. Twelve dollars? A steal! It looked like it would have made a good painting project. (As if I don’t have a large enough backlog!) So I wanted to go and check it out before someone else, you know, some other paint-happy compadre, snatched it out from under me.
I’m glad I went. It really was a gorgeous day. Of course, I had to take some pictures.
The Old Jail Museum is next to the courthouse. And across the street from that is the Red Truck Bakery.
The bakery is in an old Esso gas station. It is the cutest little place. I just love the way it looks from the outside. For a change, I decided to go in.
And you know what? It’s just as cute on the inside.
While there, I bought myself a Spinach & Feta Croissant for lunch. Which was good, I must say.
And portable! I ate it as I continued making my way to the Salvation Army thrift shop.
To make a long story short, I didn’t buy the piece I had my eye on. It was cute, but it was a reproduction stool, made to look old, and had this very unattractive unfolding mechanism that just turned me off.
I did find a couple of other treasures, though.
Two interesting frogs for my collection. And a 1950s copy of The Joy of Cooking, which I just HAD to have.
I don’t collect old books. But The Joy of Cooking is one of my favorite cookbooks. And the charm of the 50s-era copy grabbed me.
I bought one other thing, which I plan to give to a friend. So I can’t show it here.
As I made my way home, I was again taken by how pretty the sky looked, so I snapped some more pics.
I can’t help myself. This town is just so darn picturesque!
Is it tacky to buy your friends gifts at the thrift shop?
Speaking of friends… this shot I captured a while back of one of my besties, Carol, will forever be one of my favorite images.
Happy Friday, folks! I wish you all a relaxing, safe, and fun-filled weekend. Temps are supposed to be April-like here in the Virginia Piedmont, so I bet you can guess what Hubby and I will be doing!
Kathy::
I like “ToadPapa”, I like the shoe Bench, I like the Red Truck, I like the Croissant, I like your new format, I like . . . the toads too
bob
Riding the Wet Coast
Bob, thanks! You’re very likable. Thanks for visiting and taking the time to comment. Folks like you make it all worthwhile.
I still haven’t gotten a chance to visit either of those places, maybe next time I come down 🙂
Such a pretty place and day to go for a stroll. The croissant sounds yummy and it is so cool that the bakery is in an old Esso.
I really like the pics with the blue sky in the background and of course that one of Carol is pretty darn cool too. Have an awesome weekend.
Now that is one awesome lunch time stroll.
Love the cool treasures you found on your hunt.
Never tacky to find a cool treasure for this friend at a thrift store 🙂
Love that photo of Carol.
Love ya!
Nothing is sweeter than a relaxed stroll though a nice town, capped off by a visit to the thrift-store. Speaking on behalf of all hopeful gift-recipients, we love thrifted gifts!
Some day you have to explain the origin of your identification with toads. That’s a story I want to hear.
Are you serious? April-like temps? I’m trying to remember why I moved to San Diego…it’s only 44 right now and it was in the 30s overnight. Supposed to be like this all weekend. 🙁
Amy, remind me next time you visit. We can hit both as they’re about 2 or 3 blocks apart!
Brandy, thanks. Having the bakery there in that old gas station is very cool. Just adds more charm to the town. I hope you are having a good weekend, too.
Trace, I thought of you during my stroll. You would have enjoyed the day.
ShyB, I’ll have to remember to tell the toad story. It involves a sub shop, called Froggie’s, which should pique your interest a bit. Wait, as a New Yorker, do you know what a sub shop is? 🙂
Shan, our pretty, April-like temps have yet to happen. Yesterday was damp and foggy here in Virginia. Today looks as if it may be more of the same. But it is warmer than San Diego, which is just weird.