flea market find

We went to a flea market/craft show. I thought it was a craft show, but really it was a flea market. In the bigger picture I’m happy with either, I was just expecting crafts. So I didn’t go with enough cash in my pocket to buy everything I wanted–because you never do, do you? I would have left with a lot more. We bought a plate of divinity (don’t you love divinity?), a gently used stuffed horse, and a pair of embroidered pillowcases.

My indoor lighting makes them look dingy, but really the cloth is fresh white.

pillow1

The lady who did the embroidery must have been 90. She explained, “There’s a lot of work that goes into these,” and I said, “Yes, I know, that’s why I’m happy to buy it from you instead of doing it myself.”  Because I know there’s 20 hours in these pillowcases. You can’t pay for that, that’s a labor of love. And of course she wasn’t charging as though she’d put 20 hours into them, which always hurts my heart a little bit. I don’t want to take advantage of anyone.

pillow3

She had a second pair, but I didn’t have enough cash to buy both, darn it. This pair had a crochet edge, and since I don’t know crochet I opted to buy these. She chose different colors than I would have chosen, so that’s part of the fun buying the work of someone else.

pillow2

It makes me wish there were more flea markets to visit. I asked, and it is held only every 4 months. Next time I’ll have to make sure to be prepared!

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