"What's one man's rubbish is often, another man's treasure."
Junk dealers make their living on that theory anyway.
On this day, Misty and I both had treasures on our minds.
Misty smelled a rabbit, and she was bound and determined to catch it.
While I was searching for metal goodies for my latest art project.
I was beginning to think Misty had a much better chance in the treasure receiving department.
Neither of us got our treasure.
But, the walk was desirable.
Still that's okay, the search is an enjoyable part of my artwork, and sometimes,
Misty gets to tag along.
Unexpected treasures do happen.
Words, and the various descriptions inscribed/associated to them.
From an antique store I purchased this shiny little treasure, although it's by no means an antique.
I bought it just in time for my daughter for Valentine's Day.