Barn House masters Flea
I did it again, I said I wouldn't, but I couldn't stay away. It was B's birthday weekend, so I didn't think I would have time to head out to one of my favorite country spots for the flea markets of all flea markets. The decision was made on Thursday, but by Friday I had already changed my mind and knew that Mable and I would be heading out the next day. In order to not earn the title of "bad mother" I made Mr. French and B come along. Great decision! B loved the animals and Mr. French loved the country. Win, win, win!
The Js outdid themselves and the dealers were above and beyond genius. I purchased a couple trinkets, but mostly went for the snappage factor. I love sharing them, so here is a sampling. You can check out more on my flickr page. I am glad I changed my mind....
This is one of the main reasons for the change of heart...one of dearest friends, Rebekah,(oh come on you know her...Little Byrd!)made her flea market debut. I am so proud of her. She was beaming all over place and her tent was a slice of sweetness.