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My favorites are the ones of the wire thing with chipped paint. Just love those! What is it? Inquiring minds want to know! LOL
Thank you, Gail. That's a flower frog I picked up at an antique store in Maine. The owner said Martha Stewart had payed several visits to her shop for those to go in her garden/home. I don't know about that, but I would've bought it anyway.