This may have been the best local junking week I ever had. Read on --
SUNDAY, Clover Market
Technically, no junking for me since I never left my booth, but the week of October 13 started off with our second fall Clover Market. It was a gorgeous day, full of sunshine and shoppers.
This pile of suitcases was about three times higher when I started the day.
I didn't even realize I had brought TEN typewriters with me to sell. And that isn't even my whole stash! I may need to start a museum. Or a self-help group.
This little beauty on top went first.
Scales were also a big seller. The orange was the third to go, along with a rusty green one and this turquoise one.
TUESDAY, Cowtown Flea Market
This New Jersey flea, farmer's market, and yes, rodeo, is a recent haunt for me.
As you can see, I did well in the vintage Christmas department. I am completely enamored with the soft, velvety, sequined tree skirt. I may have to keep it.
THURSDAY, Columbus Flea Market
I've gotten some pretty kitschy things in the past at this flea market, but this one has got to take the prize.
The glittery, tinseled, flocked prize.
Styrofoam glass-glittered cones full of fuzzy santas, plastic reindeer, frosted pinecones, chenille candy canes, sparkly tinsel, and spun cotton elves.
It is truly a marvel. Or a disaster. I can't decide which. But I know someone is going to pounce on this kitschy dream/nightmare come true. So it's listed.
I did find some less kitschy treasures, like this bunch of scraggly bottle brush trees and a cool frame in which to make a chalkboard.
Still more Christmas, and some religious.
FRIDAY, Church Rummage Sale
This sale is held only once every two years, so it has been eagerly anticipated. Large rooms full with well-organized (and priced) vintage Christmas and Pyrex.
I came out a little woozy and smelling of moth balls.
SATURDAY, Yard Sales
The week ended with some rescheduled town-wide yard sales. Here's the first load; we had to stop back home to make room!
And the rest of our finds. Pickle jars, new old stock wedding cake toppers, and a giant ironstone platter among them.
So I wasn't kidding, was I? Best. Junking Week. Ever.
And it may well have been the end of the shopping season here on the chilly East Coast, so at least I went out with a bang!