I was picking up a quilt in a Wexford neighborhood and saw this furniture out in front of a house. You remember how I like to photograph what’s left at the curb. I pulled over and tried to get a photo but it was tight so I thought, “I’ll pick up the quilt, then drive back this same way and shoot it on the way home.” But someone scooped the end table before I got back!.
Some lucky person found exactly what they needed. The end table has moved on.
Your sister is right.
How right your sister is…as I’ve waited, too, and missed a photo opportunity. Sigh.
Ha! I like the “before” and “after” – a more compelling/intriguing story….