Flea Markets only come to our little town twice a year, once on July 4th and the second time on Labor Day (sad, I know...) I like going with the kids and seeing what attracts their eye, but I also like going again by myself so I can browse and not be distracted. This time I guess I only saw red, white and blue... funny how often my purchases follow a theme.
I love this quilt made from old feed sacks.
A slightly battered picnic tin...
Kid-sized chairs...
And, some cheery flower pins...
