There is something special about a flea market that thrift shops don´t have. Maybe it´s the "once a year" aspect. The excitement growing the closer you get to the date of the flea market. "Maybe this year..........". Waking up early in the morning to be there in time. Standing in line waiting for them to cut the tape.
I´ve been to quiet a few lately. Not much on the pottery front. It seems to have gone somewhere else to be sold. But lots of tablecloth. And I don´t even have to run to get hold of it before everyone else. I´m often pretty alone in that department. Except for last weekend when I brought two helpers with me. Two stylish girls aged 8 and 11. Here´s what they found for the shop:
and a pile of tablecloth they helped me to choose:
The coming weekends might be slow regarding flea markets. It´s the high season for holiday. But come August we start again. With the flea market fever.