In my last post I mentioned the Saturday morning junking olympics we had,
click here to see some of the sights.
Two flea markets, an auction and a garage sale all under our belts before noon.
Mornings like this is why we eat our Wheaties and run all those miles
(and by we I mean just my husband.)
I've indicated which event we made the purchase from.
Auction -- gorgeous yellow and aqua plastic Firestone clock radio.
The clock part still works. From the 1950s.
Auction -- nicely aged croquet balls.
The sport of croquet is about my speed.
Garage Sale -- I actually picked up SIX of these little
birthday angels, but two were imperfect.
These four will fly off to ebay.
Flea Market -- I found two of these, and my husband found two.
Then a friend came by with THREE more a couple days later.
I should win a gold medal for my pulley collection.
Flea Market -- I saw the seller driving to her spot and ran up and knocked
and her truck window. "How much are the lawn chairs?" SOLD!
I was the winner by just a few meters,
someone else had asked the same question before she ever got out of her truck.
One must be passionate and persistent !
Auction -- A trap of some kind.
Flea Market -- The guy handmade this who sold it to me.
I LOVE how authentic it looks.
Some of us don't mind imperfects! If a piece is nicely mended/painted over to match, etc, I pick it up anyway. Sometimes you can offer, buy 2, get the mended one free!
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