Last week my Sweetie asked if I'd like to go up to Renninger's on Sat. and of course I jumped at the offer. When we went to Mt. Dora last weekend, it's less than an hour from here, we only went downtown to look at the shops.
Sometimes we will look over the "Junk Man's" ...um junk! It is tables and tables of nothing but junk, and maybe a tiny treasure buried. This time the usual guy had another junk type vendor as well. Junk Man #1 wasn't open and is leaving the market for good. Many people will be sad to see this happen. Junk Man #2 had only been there since Dec., and he was packing up to head back north. Hey guys, it's only 88* out, it's not even hot yet!
When I took this picture, I was actually rather startled to see how much of me it shows. The tarnished silver is from another thrift the week before, but the amazing peeling silver leaf cross, blurred mirrors and vintage jewelry and some others goodies were all from the junk tables. Sitting outside in the heat and rain. The cross was buried in one of two boxes from an older lady's estate. I was so happy to rescue it. I was too late for a vintage Madonna chalkware statue. That is what I was looking for, but it was broken into pieces.
Although I don't go to garage sales or too many thrift stores, there is something about looking at tons of old stuff sitting out on tables in the fresh air that I can't resist. Lucky I got there just in time before they headed north.
Although I don't go to garage sales or too many thrift stores, there is something about looking at tons of old stuff sitting out on tables in the fresh air that I can't resist. Lucky I got there just in time before they headed north.