Perhaps my favorite outing (aside from hanging with the old gals at the pool) was the trip I took with my mother and two of her “snowbird” friends to the bi-annual flea market at the local senior center.
One thing I loved about this flea market was its almost entirely contextual nature. What I mean by that is that most if not all of the vendors were selling items they either collected or created: pre-owned gems or labors of love who’s stories most definitely have more value than their asking price. Whether it’s hand knit baby clothes by Doris, a table full of salt-shaker angels inspired by one women’s circle of special friends or boxes full of trend-relics – there is magic on these here tables that make each worth more than you bargain for.
Here is some photo capture of my walk through memory-lane:
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A very nice event to experience, i love vintage and this is the one i’ve been wishing to go to. I bet you did have you best time here and enjoyed it a lot.