This post is really a quick shoutout to my Mom, Gran, and Uncle Jon, who over the years have collected on my behalf the most gorgeous pieces and knick-knacks for my table. Unlike the three of them, I am not a collector (DH will attest that he tends to hide things from me so I won't throw them out) (seriously, what does one need with a box full of Boy Scout badges? I just don't get it). My eyes glaze over and my body slumps at the words "estate sale," "antiquing," or (shudder) "yard sale." But lucky for me, I come from excellent hunter and gatherer stock, and I am always appreciative when it means I can set a beautiful table with the pretties they have found me over the years.
