I ventured to the flea market! My only disappointment was the fact that I didn't have enough time to take it all in. That 3 hour preschool window can put a damper on thrifting, but I shouldn't complain...at all...I've got it good. It takes 40 minutes to get to the flea so once there I scanned like crazy and tried not to stop too often. Don't you agree that it would feel a little strange to whip out your camera at the flea? Maybe it's just "the south", but this flea market breed is tough to read. I decided to wait until I got home to snap my finds. Maybe next time I'll be brave and get some photos while I'm there. Some of these will be in the shop...eventually.
Awesome military signal/flare box. It's a little rusty but overall in great condition, the hinge and latches work fine. Unique storage option. The man at this particular booth was literally falling asleep on the job. He had about a 50'x30' area full of stuff. Furniture, linens, glass, rusty farm tools, books, wood stoves, etc. Whenever someone had a question they would have to say, "Sir", about 4 times to wake him from his cat nap. I also scored the next two finds from this character (I'm not complaining, he was quite agreeable with his bargaining!).
These trays remind me of school lunches! I also bought two more with a faux wood finish (they're listed in the shop already. I think they'd make perfect crafting trays. I also give my kids trays when they sit down to put a lego project together.
I already own a set of these Fire King custard cups but you can never have too many, right? I think they are screaming to organize an office desk drawer or beading supplies. There are quite a few of these already on Etsy...undecided about listing or keeping.
Something about these is just beautiful. I don't bake, I've never decorated a cake, but I picked these up immediately. They were made in Germany and are in surprisingly good condition. This woman also had a vintage wood sewing needle display, the kind that would be found in a general store in the early 1900s. I believe it was "Boyle". Any sewing experts would have surely loved it.
The bottles came from a man who said he dug them up in Virginia. Interesting how something so beautiful was tossed out with the trash. I guess we forget how the mundane can be lovely. I had intended to list the Ball jar but upon closer inspection there may be a little crack. I can't tell if it's a crack or just a pitch fork scratch. I would be awfully embarrassed to put it in the mail and have it arrive broken on someone's doorstep.
Thanks, All! Can't wait to check out your Thirft Share finds.