A little old-school red, white and blue.
You know I'm a total sucker for great packaging.
And when I was growing up, the milk was delivered in glass bottles just like that.
Hudson grabbed one of the tennis racquets out of the pile. Of all things, it had an "H" faintly visible on the strings. For five bucks, how could I say no? I think I'm going to hang it on his wall. And the fan--I wish I would have snapped that one up. As I was walking down one of the rows I saw my hometown, "Richfield" written on an oil can. Of course I had to stop and snap a picture.
I love this cheerful, retro tea set.
Whenever I go flea market shopping, I always have a specific shopping list so I don't get distracted. This time my shopping list included: milk glass vases, picture frames, and plates (for a plate wall I've been meaning to start for ages). What I actually came home with: one tennis racquet, some old soda bottles, a vintage laundry detergent box, and a bag of kettle corn. So much for the list.