It's that time of the year again; I'm getting anxious for spring. I want to see my vintage linens glowing freshly laundered in the sunlight. I want to bring the fragrance of sunlight into my home.
Maybe I should plan a little road trip soon. January was the month for white sales when I was a child.
I wasn't interested in the pink and blue florals that mother and the aunts were adding to their linen closets; I was quite content to know that I had saved Grandmother's linens. I do now and again add a pair of pretty floral pillowcases to my collection but it is the antique, handmade beauties that I love. So January is time for me to maybe add just a couple of fancy goods to my collection. And spring will arrive; and they will gather sunshine.