I was just commenting the other other day on how little my side of the world had to offer in way of flea markets. Funny enough, I just found a local gem and couldn't be more proud :) When I was growin up in this neck of the woods there was only one resale shop which is now closed. Now there's a few charity ones, a Goodwill and it just came to my attention this indoor flea market. It had me fooled our first 2 months here, proclaiming "Arts&Crafts". It was the Michael's craft store when I was young so I believed it.
My lil babies were just cryin at the fence. They couldn't stand not bein able to touch all that neat little stuff I was photographing. You shoulda heard their pleas. It was fun guys but behind the scenes life's a storm over here. My dad has pneumonia and it scares me. I never see my dad down, he's always been so strong. When I got home this afternoon he was all laid up in his chair and he's still there. I hope he lets me do whatever I can to make him comfortable tomorrow.