Confessions Of A Sled Hoarder

I didn't know I was one.  You wouldn't identify me as one if you saw me on the street. I hid my habit in the garden shed.  My friends have no idea.  I had no idea.  Time to drag out all of the sleds I purchased for resale this year.  Yikes.
Eight... no, actually nine of them.  I AM a sled hoarder.

You can tell I like the small ones, probably single person sleds.  And as always, I didn't pay much for any of them. 

This knock-out red one was $10,

and the rest were less than that.

They represent the delights of childhood, runny red noses, speed, winter, a blast from the past.  No wonder people love them for Christmas décor. 

This stenciled sled I did last year.  I really like to use stencils on sleds, because so many of the antique ones originally had cool stencils. 

I think most of mine that I embellish this year will have this kind of a vibe.

It was time to do a junk-themed sled.  This one I actually did a couple of weeks ago.  It is the one that brings the count up to nine.