Recovering from current events.
Did sneak in a flea market run to Columbia.
Let me show you my treasures.
Heart gelatin molds.
Fair prize ribbons.
Rudyard Kipling books.
I live in the land of spindles due to the large number of now defunct cotton mills.
However I have never seen tiny ones like these.
Maybe for industrial sewing machines?
Four to five inches high.
A small bag of blocks.
Think these are destined for tiny Christmas trees.
Or vice versa.
A small collection of red-handled utensils.
What's bigger than a red and white bread box?
A wicker basket.
Another veil abandoned.
There must be a whole herd of brides running wild and free somewhere.
A large pediment.
About five feet long.
This is the ornate middle.
Needs a lot of loving to be whole again.
Probably like those missing brides.
A student chair.
A green ginger ale crate.
Sorry, the crate sold the next day.
Saw stacks of them in a truck driving into the parking lot of the flea market.
I chased him down.
Five diamond pane windows.
A whole pile of six pane windows.
I am so old that I did not realized 1970's readers are now VINTAGE!
BUT, people, I used these to teach reading!
The seller threw in the small Santa to assuage my pain.
Painted enamelware plates.
Three painted enamelware bowls.
Another flea market find was this Victrola cabinet.
In very good condition.
The turntable, crank and speaker have been removed.
Sweetest find of the day.
A pair of Pennsylvania Dutch chair desks.
Available in Booth W-10!