I’m so sorry.

It’s the sort of day when I have absolutely no thoughts, nothing at all to say.

I haven’t had a chance to work on the Folkroots article, so I can’t write about that. And I have nothing at all to say about writing, not today. All I’ve done today is work on projects that wouldn’t interest you. (Trust me.)

The only thing I have to write about today is the haul I made at Goodwill. This was the Goodwill on Commonwealth Avenue, the Goodwill of all Goodwills. The Platonic Goodwill.

So I’m going to post some more pictures of my finds.

I found two baskets. This is the first of them, and it’s filled with the dishes I bought, which are all my favorite cream-colored ironstone. I just buy a lot of ironstone, and it all sort of mixes together, you know? These are Johnson Brothers and Adams.

This is the Adams, this adorable little sugar container. No lid, but I don’t think that matters, because I’m probably going to use it for flowers anyway.

This is the second basket, with some silver plate I found. Here it’s all tarnished.

But as you see, it cleans up quite nicely.  (Although it needs more cleaning.  Silver never really stays nice until you use it regularly.)

And I bought a dress and four skirts, each of which actually fits. No alterations necessary, thank goodness.

I would be a little depressed about the summer skirts, because it’s going to be so long until summer. But in March, I’m going to the International Conference on the Fantastic in the Arts in Orlando, and I’m going to need summer skirts there. So I’m excited.

It’s been a long day, and I’m tired. But at least I brought some beautiful things into my life, and that’s always worthwhile.