Yesterday, there was an order to be picked up from a favorite seller. He was on his way to a show in Sycamore, Illinois and agreed to take my things along and meet me there; it was a bit closer for me than going to his location. Thanks to "GyPSy", (my GPS), we got there. It was exactly in the middle of nowhere.
The very word "threshing" holds a sweet spot in my heart. In the early 1900s, a young Oma Alice Harper from Kentucky was cooking for a threshing crew in California. Harry Euclid Williams, from Tennessee, was a member of the crew. They fell in love. They were my Daddy's parents, ...my beloved Grandpa & Grandma.
When I arrived at the field I noticed that in addition to fabulous steam engines and vintage tractors, there was a flea market. SCORE! (Why has no one ever told me about this before???)
It was nearing the end of the show and vendors were starting to pack up. A hasty trip around the field yielded an armful of treasures at bargain prices. This one's going on my calendar for next year.
Here are some of the finds. White teapot & giant muffin tins, perfect for sorting beads.
A seed box. I have a smaller one from the same company.
"Junk" flatware, including some with mother-of-pearl handles.
Tiny tobacco tags
This shabby old sign
I love the floral detailing
Interesting old cabinet photos and CDVs.
Mexican silver boot tips, reflectors and a Victorian album that's falling apart.
The pages are perfect for guilt-free upcycling.
A horse muzzle, a mailbox slot, a United Airlines cup or sugar bowl and possibly the best street sign I've ever found; I am so crazy about that blue!
It was about the most fun you can have in an hour; my only regret was getting there so close to closing time. When all of the vendors were packed up, I loaded and left for home.
...No, this isn't my car. I was parked next to it, and after watching the owner come out and fit one more thing in, I now know that I am unworthy of the title "junker". This guy is the real deal!
I can't wait to return to Sycamore next year!