We had already been on a short walk and to the Farmers Market, and could have just gone inside and collapsed. But, the call of the Russians. It beckoned to us.
So we walked the 6 some blocks. What we encountered was mostly your garden variety yard sale junk. Church yard sale junk no less - which is, well...special.
A lovely, mostly Russian-speaking, well meaning lady flocked to us and plied us with gifts. She dressed sleeping Amos in a new hat and socks. She sweet talked Eli with a free dog stuffy ("Is gift.")
But I spied something magical and managed to wiggle free of her grasp momentarily to snatch up this (one man's trash) treasure.



"I made a cape and a purse."
I can not express my excitement over not only acquiring this little gem (for free! No checks accepted at church yard sales apparently), but at Dizzle's love, pride, industry, skill and ease of use of it.
It's Sew Easy to see that we were meant to schlep our worn out babies and our tired bodies up the street to find it. Thanks universe!
Maybe I could work one of those......
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