I try really hard not to miss. One, because I get to hang
with my pal Mel and my mom and two it's great junking. It doesn't compare
to Texas flea markets but shoot what does. It's just a small little ol' Portland
style flea market. I probably shouldn't be telling you all this
because now you'll all know but oh well!
It wasn't a bad morning, junking. I think I was feeling a little to nice
this morning or maybe it was the lack of food but I didn't do a lot
of haggling this morning and well, the vendors didn't all seem to
be in the mood to haggle much either. Regardless I can't complain
as I came home with some fun things.
Take a look!
Ice Cream any one?
The Fred Meyer ice cream box even has a pic of
Mt. Hood. Love it!
A touch of blue...
Find of the morning!
Let's throw a party!
A few things to keep my studio organized.
I'm thinking Central Catholic?
What's junking without a few metal boxes?
And all together as a vignette.
Till next month, happy junking!