I spent my Saturday morning and afternoon perusing the aisles of my hometown flea market. Side by side, I walked the unpaved pathways alongside hundreds of Winter Texans. Some Americans and some French Canadians. I heard country and folk music and almost boogied on down with my boots ; ). The best part, listening in on some french conversations... bwahahaha!
I saw new things and I saw vintage items. I found treasures, lovely ones! The best part, I found exactly what I was looking for...
These blue mason jars will grace the white shelves of my dream kitchen, some day ;)
Key...
Some random updates:
1. I want to be a Winter Texan when I have white hair and officially become an old granny.
2. I should not be allowed to have cash at a flea market. Unsupervised!
3. I have a brand-spanking-new haircut. A major one!
Have a lovely Sunday friends!!!
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