Depression Glass?

A couple of weeks ago my junkin pals and I happen to run across the best estate sale. This woman was a collector of all things glass and much more. When ever I go to these sales I always like to ask about the person who lived in the home and owned all these great items. The funny thing is this woman was still living and had remarried and her new husband told her that he had everything she needed at his house. So she had so get rid of all her stuff. And when I say stuff I mean STUFF. She had a lot for one woman. But I can't judge I love pretty stuff too:)

I found all kinds of unique pieces but when I saw this beautiful green cake plate and glass canister I had to have them. The lady who was in charge of the sale said that they were depression glass from the 30s. If anyone knows for sure please comment and let me know. I am curious about them. The plate has the sweetest daisy pattern. I just love them. The canister went in my kitchen and houses my tea bags and the cake plate is going to be the center piece of my spring decor. Isn't funny how these types of "things" make you so happy:)

Valentine's Day A Couple Of Days Late

I woke up Sunday with this drive to blog about a really great Valentine's Day message. But then as I started writing and I was like this sounds so crazy I need to experience the day first and then write about it later. So I scratched it. I have a special place in my heart for this day because it just reminds me that no matter if you are in a relationship or not you are loved. Either by family, friends, or yourself. It can be a really big day filled with deep thoughts or a day filled with handfuls of red, white, and pink peanut M&Ms!!
My hubby and I exchanged our cards and he surprised me with the movie Bright Star the romantic, yet sad, love story between poet John Keats and fashion forward Fanny Braun. (I was so excited).
Then we took a ride over to my parents for lunch. That is were the Valentine's Day light bulb went off. My mom is a holiday decorator. She has a flag that she hangs outside the house for every major holiday and I think ones she makes up:) So the house was a treasure trove of everything that represented the day. I feel like you walk right into LOVE when you are at my parents. I may a bit bias considering that it is my childhood home. You just get a sense that everything is right with the world when you enter a place that just makes you feel so warm and fuzzy. I hope your Love holiday was filled with lots of warm fuzzies too!!