Flea Market Sundays, always good for a laugh
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It is still boiling hot, but we carted ourselves off to the flea this morning to get a little fresh air.
There is still nothing to buy really, and I can tell that people just aren't buying at all, because I see the same stuff every week and every week there are fewer and fewer dealers willing to sit out there and boil and not make any money. A bad situation for sure.
I picked up a few things with just the singles in my pocket.
We've decided on Jack's birthday party theme for this year - cowboy. Horseshoes will come in handy I am sure.
I could not resist the graphics in this book from 1946. It has two stories in it.
The puppy story is first.
The kitten story is second.
Look at that cute Hallowe'en page!
I bought two of these really hard to photograph trays.
The dealer said to me when I was looking at them. "So, what is it about those trays? I had ten of them this morning and I have sold them faster than ANYTHING I have brought to this flea market in a long time."
I sort of didn't know what to say because I have no idea why people are buying them like hot cakes. I mean, they are like the perfect vintage green and pink colors, but, otherwise, I have no idea?
Then he says, "It must be some woman thing I don't know about."
Yeaup, that must be it.
Happy Sunday to you.
Labels: Flea Market Finds