I always feel a little jealous when I see other bloggers' Instagram feeds. I don't have an iPhone, and my iPod Touch's camera isn't quite up to snuff. So in lieu of a post containing photos taken with Instagram, here are some pictures I took in my apartment on a day when the morning light was especially pretty.
I've been looking for an old rock collection for a while now, and I picked this one up at an estate sale last weekend.
The rose quartz is the star of the collection, in my opinion.
Community yard sales are sort of a tradition in Pittsburgh, and I went to one in Highland Park at the beginning of the month. I didn't have a whole lot of luck, but I did find this Native American clay pot for a whole lot less than a similar one I've been admiring at a local antique store.
This little tin came from the estate sale of a doctor. It was a great sale--with boxes and boxes of vintage pharmaceutical bottles. There was also a beautiful old Gladstone bag (that I reluctantly left behind on account of some mysterious, sticky staining) and a silly old postcard advertising a hypnotist (which I brought home).