Sunday, May 12, 2013

Mother's Day at the Flea Market

Sunday, May 12, 2013
A beautiful sunny Mother's Day here in Central Pennsylvania. Some mothers might want breakfast in bed. I had breakfast at the diner with Dear David and made it to the flea market by 8:00 am.

Best things about the flea market? The sheer variety!

You've got your spring produce (we picked up some sweet corn for dinner).

You've got your incredibly tacky velour blankets.

And there was this--whatever it is. The seller said it was a dollar, or two dollars if you could tell him what it was.

And there is always the unexpected. You could have this fellow for just $80!

My favorite is ALWAYS the dirty box lots. I love to root around for the unusual. Like these little boxes that were from an old pharmacy. One of them is labeled: "Sore throat. Dissolve in mouth every hour until third day."

So here was my haul: A Quaker Lace tablecloth, a couple of table runners (which MIGHT be Russell Wright and Wilendur), some barkcloth, some feedsack, and a bunch of silk scarves and hankies.

After we finished digging, we also stopped for a little fortification:

Because the next thing on the agenda today is pulling everything out of the garage to see what might be causing that awful smell...  But that's OK. I had my Mother's Day fun at the flea market!


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