I spotted this chair, sitting forlorn, next to the bins.
I have a special relationship with bins and consider lucky bin finds to be my heritage. (It’s a family thing).
So many memories of filling my (various) homes with fabulous vintage street-finds during my 10+ years in Amsterdam…
So I did a nifty U-turn and tucked said chair into my convertible.
Chair and I came home, repurposed an old door frame as a shelf for a a mug and sat awhile, surveying the happy sunny scene from a rescued chair’s perspective.
Here’s to the simple pleasures:)