I set out Saturday morning with one destination in mind, the monthly flea market on the lawn of an antique store about 10 miles down the road. Sometimes I find things there, sometimes I don't, but it's always a beautiful drive. This week, though, there were a handful of yard sales along the way, at least some of which had been planned to take advantage of flea-market traffic, and my mind swirled with possibilities. What if this idea caught on, and once a month I could just drive down the road and happen upon lots of sales? Wouldn't that be great?
I realized after I took photos and put everything away that I had the wrong setting on my camera, so you'll have to make do with some narrative instead of photos. In front are a corner shelf and a needlepoint scene which some people might find tacky but that I think is charming. In the second row are a folk-art cloth doll, a handmade doll cradle, some green things (more on them in a second), a die-cast truck, a collection of cotton rickrack, a ball-shaped orange juice pitcher, and some old school books. Behind them all are the classic Wilendur rose tablecloth and a wonderful quilt.
This is by no means the most valuable thing I found, but I adore it. It was the spotted cow that got me. I also like the chickens (near the cow) and the wash on the line (at left.) These colors don't go in my house at all, so I'll be popping this on Etsy at some point, but in the meantime I can enjoy it.
Here are the green things. They came from an unexpectedly excellent yard sale. I don't know what they are, but I was taken with the color and patina (and, it goes without saying, a very low price). I'm guessing they are some kind of spooly yarn-winding kinds of things, but I'm not sure. They could be hat racks, but they don't have a very good center of gravity for hat-holding. Any ideas?
Close to home, with no logistical planning required.
More sales and more finds than I had hoped. The excellent yard sale was my first stop, and I had doubts about it as soon as I arrived. The house was absolutely stunning, a beautiful cottage down a wooded drive on a prime piece of lakefront. My experience with such sales is that they have a lot of elegant, way overpriced stuff for sale, and not the old stuff I crave. But it was there I found the quilt, the green things, and this:
A wonderful Victorian photo album. I've never bought one before because they're always priced out of my reach. This one was so reasonable that I looked a couple of times at the price tag to make sure I wasn't missing a zero or misplacing a decimal point somewhere.
An apron for good finds all around.
A four-apron morning. And a pretty good weekend of sales.