The tantalizing view while queuing up outside the Atelier de Campagne container sale

this weekend (that basket was just enormous!).  After driving an hour south, I met my

sister and mother at 7 and we continued south to Santa Cruz county and the tiny town

of Corralitas. Blooming apple orchards and neat rows of strawberry and artichokes

teased us further along. Nearly a half hour early, a wee bit of fog settled in damply

about us as we waited nearly first in line to be greeted by Johan.  And then Tristan

arrived, laden with coffee, handing out pens, tape, and sold tags to arm ourselves

with against what seemed to be very amiable competitors…

 

A stack of Belgian bricklayers tables…

available as top only as well, ever present succulents,

a wide, gracious, cast stone urn…

Colorful grape picker’s hods…backed by a quantity of

vintage wire baskets and wooden spools…

and furthest back..stacked shallow wood boxes…

Around back of the same tree…

a European primitive console and

chorus line of earthenware jugs…

And more classical grouping of garden urns…

A large collection of pretty painted vintage furniture…

diminutive leather footstool at top…

A wide curvy dining room sideboard

and iced nightstand…

A rack of Gustavian gray chairs

alongside a tall church candlestick

 

A pert painted nightstand…

 

Sold items started gathering…

beautiful regrets….

 

 

And happy finds…

To be continued….