Ice Water on the Shore

I found this gorgeous piece at an estate, part of a jaw-dropping collection. This was one of the most unique sales I had been to, not only were her items beautiful, but the range of variance was thrilling. My house is filled with it, and I can really dig that kind of shopping at a rummage sale.

I don't know the age of it, nor the history. But at the end of the day there's so much beauty I can appreciate from it, the age doesn't really matter. That's why I love old things in the first place, they were truly beautiful at their beginning, and continued the rest of their timeline.

Favorite part is the pink island city-like structure on the horizon. And come on now, who isn't tickled by a lightning stopper?