Day 3: Coin
I bought this lovely from my parents’ store. We actually picked up at market and it was one of several that never made it to the selling floor. What can I say? My love of accessories is well-documented.
It’s obviously not a real coin, but what’s pretty about a quarter? I’m sure I could have ventured out into the world and found some interesting shot of a coin. But that sort of escapade would undoubtedly cut into my Olympics time. And that’s not happening.
Happy weekend everyone!