Last Fall, hubby and I stopped at an outdoor flea market on the way home from a visit to Eureka
Springs. Just for a look.
I found a great table for clay, a solid chunk of wood that wouldn't wobble. Twelve dollars and a
complete new order of the contents in my little CRV, it fit! Once we put it in the house, I began to
look a little closer at the table, and even took it outdoors, stripping off sections of what appeared to
be recent brown paint. Underneath that paint lived a gorgeous farm table! We are now in the process
of stripping the table, where it will live in the house!
Tomorrow, I'll hit the yard sales in search of another, though I am somewhat saddened by the 'loss' of
the farm table to the living room.