Thursday, January 5, 2012
Well, there's been more than a little watching of American Pickers over Christmas break. Goodness I love that show! And between that show and great blogs from flea market lovers and Flea Market Style Magazine, I decided that it was high time to actually visit a flea market. Youngest Son was more than game to come along.
Last week of Christmas break, needing a little something fun to do, let's do it.
Never mind that after a mild winter, the very day we chose to go was smack dab in the middle of a cold front!
Actually, by the time we got to the flea market, the nice little windshield was informing us that it was, indeed only 19 degrees!!
If it looks to you like there are a lot of empty tables at the flea market, well, you would be doggone right. There weren't many brave souls buying or selling in the 19 degree weather.
But there were some. And Youngest Son and I had a blast . . . searching, bartering, discovering . . . the condensation of our breath in the icy air so thick we could scarcely see each other.
I'll show you my sweet little finds tomorrow.
Me and Youngest Son . . . the newest American pickers.