I Saw The Sign...

...and it opened up my eyes. I saw the sign.

And oh, what a sign it is!
As luck would have it, this old sign was still hanging in a Chagrin Falls antique shop that I strolled through a couple weeks ago. I was on the loose that day, so to speak. Free from squealing girls in tow, free from responsibilities other than to myself, and free to do as I pleased for three entire hours! That is when I saw it.

I had to leave it behind that day though, to mull over the purchase, knowing full well how these sort of things go.

Here today...gone tomorrow.
I was worried. But that's the risk you take (and appeal) of shopping vintage and antique stores. I was willing to take that risk as I peered over my shoulder at it before leaving the shop.

Fast forward a few weeks later and you see that it is now on my front doorstep! Ready to be hung in just the right spot in my home. Measuring 2' x 3', I'll figure that part out.

But this time, however, I get to mull over the decision with no additional worries.
Black and white
with numbers and letters.
Chippy and old.
What could be better?
Take care and have a great day! Please stop back and join me in taking junk to another level!