Coveting

As you know...

I like all things old.

Ergo...the flea market is a favorite

stomping ground.

One was conveniently held in my neck of the woods...

at Schoolhouse Commons...in Lambertville.

James is always willing to join me.

Together we sifted through rusty gold.

There's always excitement in the air...

like you just know

you're about to find something

breath-taking-ly beautiful!

And that's when I saw her...

Don't be concerned....

I'm talking about that vintage trailer.

I walked closer...

as if in a dazed, dreamy-eyed state.

"You can take a look inside if you'd like..."

Oh...I like...

Can I take a few pictures...I have a blog...

"So do I! Sure...go ahead."

And so I did.

It went from lust to love.

Vintage touches that pulled at my heart

in a big bad way.

Oh...I want one...

pretty please with sugar on top!

We exchanged web sites...

so now I can visit "Bessy" whenever I want.

So can you...

at www.LittleVintageTrailer.com

One last look over my shoulder

before saying my final good bye.

I don't know if it's just me...BUT...

I could swear

she winked at me.

Oh, yeah...the flea market.

There was more to see and do...

more digging for buried treasure to be done.

Even though my heart was

already taken...

I had to plod forward.

I wanted one of everything...

it must have been the mood I was in.

Unfortunately, the budget wasn't cooperating.

James wanted a turtle from

Woodland Exotics.

Eewww...I don't think so. Moving on...

I left with a perfectly used pair of cycling shoes...

locally made clover honey...

a cantaloupe...

and a broken heart.

James found a Firestone repair tin...

and a book...

Heat Wave. Castle is one of his

favorite shows...I'm thinking

it may be a bit mature for him...hmmm...

just thinking...

As we headed out for a drink...

an ice-cold water on a very hot, humid day...

James found his heart's desire.

I must say...the boy has good taste!

p.s. the honey cost more than the shoes! Love it :)

p.s.s. a fun day of dreaming...priceless.