Treasure Hunting!

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.

It's HEAVY

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.

Woohoo!

I only paid $25 for it

because I 

bought the

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

this.

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 

headed home.

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

to the 

HUGE

Antique Mall 

just on the edge of the city.

He'd much rather have a 

ROOT CANAL

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 

porridge.

But my favorite 

treasure of the day 

was this old handmade

Whirligig!

Isn't he cute...

as the wind blows the

propeller

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.

BUT

it reminds me of all the years

my kids and I chopped wood

when I lived in the mountains

in British Columbia.

Perfect!

How has your 'treasure hunting' gone 

so far this summer?

Have a wonderful week!

Maura :)