Twice a year, our average monthly flea becomes the super flea, the place where zillions of wonderful vendors(as well as some scary ones) migrate to the fairgrounds and let us find that special something that screams"Yes, I am here. I have been waiting for you." Often those things are too large in price and size to make it into the car, but others, even some close to a dollar, find a treasured spot in a collection often only understood by you, the treasurer. Right?
I covet these weekends each Spring and Fall.
Wanna come with?
(image Jen Gotch)