the little things

We've spent the last couple of days in France- Colmar for good chirstmasmarket cheer and a hearty Alsacian dinner and Emaus because its my absolute favorite. As always the old people get really excited that someone young is excited about old french finds, or is there at all. I had an old man sing a song to me about hats, an old lady insist i try on a monster of a skirt, and another old man trap me in a very long (french) conversation while i was trying to look at linens. Some of my favorite aquisitions: old lace collars, feathered hats, old glass stuffed animal eyes, and catholic medalions.