Everything old is new again!!

I loved my wood stove when I lived in NC. I would bake my little cast iron pot of beans on it overnight and bread would rise near it. Occasionally wish I had one but wonder where we'd put it.

So funny, today I opened my studio closet and found about 12 sweatshirts and fleece vests that were about 12 years old. I had to wash them twice to get the old dusty closet smell off of them and now they are like new clothes. My own yard sale. Everything old is new again!!