A friend of mine recently helped clear out her grandmother's house and set aside for me a few gorgeous pieces from the linen closet
Two never-before-used tablecloths and a set of napkins and two darling aprons.
One of the tablecloths still had its original label on it, and I hesitated before removing it and throwing the cloth in the washing machine, but I figure it wouldn't do anyone any good for my grandkids to find it still unused 50 years from now.
I'm so excited to use them. The pink and blue one says "ice cream social" to me, and the red-white-and-blue one screams "potato salad, watermelon and lemonade!"
The aprons are sweet. I especially love the one on the right, pieced together from hankies. It's made for someone a bit, ahem, narrower than I am, but I think it will look nice hanging on the wall.
Finally, I bought this little embroidered cloth in Ireland, at a sweet little shop that had all kinds of vintage lace and linen, and tea cups. One wall was covered in sweet little clocks made from china saucers. I picked something small (and, sadly, not breakable), that had a bit of Irish flair to it. I probably paid to much for it (more, certainly, than I would have paid here), but, like with everything else, I pretended euros were dollars, and reminded myself that it could be a very long time before I'm ever there again.