last summer i visited what everyone calls "canton" for the first time.
since i was little i can recall people talking about this place. not bitten by the antique-ing bug until recently i had always pictured it as some type of warehouse with small tables of things i didn't want for sale.
i. was. wrong.
i wanted everything.
my camera was insanely new to me at this point and i didn't take all the pictures i wanted.
my favorite sign.
that night i went with b to the stanley house where michelle loves all things canton as much as i do.
she reignited my stained glass crush.
and check out those luggage chairs she made.
the stanleys' also have a pretty
small cute dog that b loves.
i can't wait to go back to canton... with a truck.