Hooks, Dammit

 I have a thing for wrought iron hooks.  Little hooks, tiny hooks, curly hooks, fat, twisted, flat, huge.  I purchased these sweet & small at James Creek years ago.  I so miss having a shop like that.  They are just too cute with their curled tip.

 

Yesterday I decided to move the napkin basket from the counter and the hook size was perfect.  Before these supports were added for the soapstone, the basket hung from a cup hook that was in the bottom of the formica counter, no supports in the way. 

 If this becomes a nuisance, the hook can be for something smaller.  Or I could try ripping it out by hand when anger needs to be released which would be a ridiculously stupid move.  But the invasion is getting me to that point.  

Do you have a Dammit Doll?  So many styles out there but my favorite is true to the original.  I don't care for the ones with legs, much easier to hold and whack a larger single body like this on Etsy.  And I don't need instructions.  Believe me.

Soon it will be warm enough to dip all baskets in soapy water, brush lightly, and hang outside to dry.  I didn't do this for a few years and other than a paint brush with Endust, the best way to clean between the weave.

Spring will be here before we know it. 

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