Last year, I purchased a box of tiny vintage elves on a trip to the Canton Flea Market. There are only about 2 inches tall each and are made of pipe cleaners. I've kept them neatly tucked away in the box until this year. And now, as I look around, I see that there's an elf on my shelf . . .
and on my desk . . .
and on my plant.
There's one on my flower pot . . .
on my piano . . .
by my teacups . . .
With my glassware . . .
and on my coffee table.
And as I take a closer look at my vintage Santa collection, I see that one elf is now "down". . .
but there's another in the jar!










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