Wrapping up Market Season
With my second market season wrapped up at the beginning of October, I realized that I haven’t posted any pictures of six months worth of adventures… …and more to come.
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With my second market season wrapped up at the beginning of October, I realized that I haven’t posted any pictures of six months worth of adventures… …and more to come.
My day started out at 3:00 this morning, when my alarm went off. I actually sat up and thought, “What is that?!” Nothing on this earth needed to be making a single sound at that time of the night…or early morning and it took me a minute to figure out what that rude, obnoxious, violent…
After returning to the Junk Mobster’s Shop and being invited to pick from The Don’s secret collection, I returned every week to sit and chat with the Mobster Family. La Familia was fierce to outsiders but once those outsiders were accepted, they were treated like family. On a recent trip I got to be a…
Every evening, I walk my pooch Charlie through an older neighborhood full of old homes. Each old home is different from the next and they all have that charm and personality that I always find inspiring and delightful. I have found some of the old home elements that were removed from these old homes on…
The next day, after the heart rate of being Junk Drunk had settled down to a level of just over caffeinated, I drove to my favorite top secret junk shop after it had been open for several hours. I was just intending to breeze through and check if any treasures were still waiting to be…
While I was shopping at the Two Gentlemen Antique Shop, I came across a long wooden box. A lid that was meant to slide along the length, within grooves, was set on top. I lifted the box lid and immediately noticed a thin piece of brass sheet metal that was cut in a stencil type…
A few weeks after being thrown out of the Junk Mobster Shop, I saw a flyer on a bulletin board in a little coffee shop, for an estate sale. The estate sale was for a founding family of a little town and I knew it would be good. I scouted out the house the day before,…
This past weekend, I was supposed to be glued to my desk, chair and computer to get my taxes done. I told myself that the only “shopping” I was allowed to do was to pick up an item, that I bought the weekend before, that was too big to fit in my car at the time. …
After the Mobster Junk Shop refused to sell me anything, I swore I would never go back. I swore right out loud, in multiple phone calls, to my poor mother who probably thought she was talking to a teenager again- “Why won’t he call me?!” Instead, I was yelling, “Why won’t they sell anything to…