On the Back Roads of Kansas

So we took a little detour to get to our favorite flea market this year.

But we did manage to get there. Crazy day as I cursed the hot rubber boots I was wearing. I stopped complaining when the rain came down in sheets. But then sun again and we got our second wind.











The population of this town is probably max 50 people and this flea market twice a year is a big deal. There's a house right in the middle of it all with the most fabulous garden.



I was not my usual junk-focused self but I did manage to pick up a few goodies, including this mail cart.

Chippy commode.


The raggedy top hat is cool.


Glad I have an extra day to get things to the malls and then in a week, it's off to Spain. To say I'm excited is a grand understatement.

Flea Market Heaven

What a great weekend!! Friday, the Binders and I hit one of my favorite flea markets.

Very low humidity and about 75 degrees. The day could not have been more perfect. And I love this flea market for all of the quirky junk that can be found.

And I had to stop by to say hi to my favorite dealer, Billy.

Nibbles the goat.

And piles and piles of wonderful, fabulous JUNK!

This chicken roost would have been cool in my booth but I have NO room.




This guy had the best chalk, one of my very favorite things.

















And on the way home, we stopped through a quaint town. Check out this house. There were signs all over that said, "Private Residence, No Trespassing". Can you imagine living in a house so grand that people might mistake it for a museum?!

LOVE the gargoyles.

I got most of my new treasures priced and crammed into the booth last night. I have a few more things to take in today and many more projects to either start or complete . . . as usual.