Chucks knew something "flea-y" was up when I planned my route to my cousin's house by the backroads. I was supposed to be there by eleven to celebrate her granddaughter's five-year anniversary of being in remission.
It is about fifty miles.
I left at seven!
Is it my fault that there is a flea market in the small town of Springfield, South Carolina, halfway there?
I have not visited this market in years. It is one of those which begins at five on Saturday morning and people start packing up by eight.
Not only did I squeeze in the flea market, but also an estate sale!
Did I fill my truck? Sort of, but there was space left.
Do I have a whole stack of cleaning and painting to do? Sort of, but I may get out of some of the painting part.
At the estate sale, I bought a whole tub of cardboard spools of thread, and a vintage Duke's mayonnaise jar filled with vintage buttons, a Christmas tin, and an old yardstick (for use only in NYC and Penna. - why?).
I love the look of these spools. I will show how I use them in another post.
The small cabinet is actually one side of a vintage vanity.
The cabinet has more than paid for itself by being a photo prop for this post!
Here it is with another flea find which may have real fleas inside.
A vintage pet carrier - the flap on the side rolls up to reveal a screen for air.
It appears the last residents were of the fowl variety because of the foul condition on the interior.
It will clean.
I am beginning to like the cabinet in its distressed black form.
Maybe it will just get cleaned.
I found these two spiky things - I didn't know what they were until the vendor told me.
They were used as drying racks in a tobacco barn. They have a red patina to them and I think they will wax up nicely. The spikes are rusty.
A basket of old patterns for children's clothing.
A kettle missing its top - looks like a planter to me!
I had to drive around the market to pick up the black cabinet. It was too far to drag it.
Out of the corner of my eye as I turned the corner, I saw this.
This piece had my number at 3-2-1!
Here is the front of the creamy, dreamy dresser. Solid oak - original everything - no wobbles or loose pieces - drawers work just fine.
I did not get to remove it from the truck. It needs extensive cleaning and de-funkifying.
I think there is a wonderful white under all that dirt.
It may not need painting!
I finally found a basket I liked. I really do not understand the lack of baskets at yard sales and flea markets the last few months.
Is one of you hogging all of them?
This basket is a big half-round one with a handle.
Now I have forgotten why I wanted a basket with these attributes.
A small collection of bottles. None of them especially collectible, but perfect for what I want them for.
Their makeover will be a future project.
Wait and see.
Fleaing Springfield was a delightful time. I plan to return in a few weeks to see if there are more treasures to be found.
Did I make it to my cousin's Alex's Lemonade Stand event? Yes, I was even early! Read and meet Katelyn, a survivor of childhood cancer. We are so proud of her!
I must run - really, R-U-N! Once again it is raining here. Will it never end? I have tags and painted things outside drying.
NOTE: As I was proofing this post, Chucks came through the room and said, "At least you didn't drag all that stuff home!" What he doesn't know will not hurt him. I just have to make sure he does not look in the truck.
I will be over at Funky Junk Interiors for Party Junk 193!