Even the bed we slept in was for sale, as were the lovely antique sheets and pillows. Watch out for the price tags, they stick you in your sleep!
Just one last shot and I was off to bed to dream of all the antiques around me. I fell asleep to the scent of beeswax candles and lavender drying on old racks across the hall.
Note: I didn't buy anything, as I had spent my allowance at Round Top and the historic little town of Brenham (more about that later.)



