Last month hubby and I attended the last
Flea Market of the season.
There won't be another until September!
We're very lucky to have such a huge
Flea Market held every month
not far from us
and it's always a little sad to know
you'll have to miss a couple of months.
With temperatures in the triple
digits and no air conditioning
in the building it's easy to
understand why they shut it down for
the hottest months.
The first thing I spotted that made
my heart swoon was this sweet
cast iron barn.
I fell in love with it but I didn't buy it
on the spot. I figured I'd come back
after we'd seen everything (and hope it
would still be there) as I had
something else that I was looking for that day.
Do you do that?
Go to Flea Markets or garage sales
looking for a specific thing?
I never found that 'thing'
but this barn was still waiting for me
when we were done.
I only paid $25 for it
wire basket below
along with it.
I also found this large basket
which is perfect for my knitting.
My day was going really well
and I was happy with the items that
I had found.
I never did find the 'thing' I actually
went there for (I can't even remember
what it was!) but then I spotted
YES!....I had always wanted one
of these little red wagons
and this one was a real 'steal'.
So we gathered up all my treasures
and packed them into my wagon and
I'll be looking forward to September.
In the meantime
I made up for not having the
Flea Market this month
by talking hubby into taking me
just on the edge of the city.
He'd much rather have a
than spend a few hours there
but he grinned and bared it...
cause he loves me ;)
And look what I found...
This sweet little half pint milk bottle
will work perfect for a vase
or anything else I choose to put in it.
I also found this white bowl
that I've been using every
morning for my
But my favorite
treasure of the day
was this old handmade
Isn't he cute...
as the wind blows the
his arms move up and down
as he chops the wood.
It's not exactly what you'd see here
on the prairies. Maybe a girl milking
a cow or a rooster pecking a cob of
corn would be more fitting.
it reminds me of all the years
my kids and I chopped wood
when I lived in the mountains
in British Columbia.
How has your 'treasure hunting' gone
so far this summer?
Have a wonderful week!