Saturday afternoon I took off to my favorite local funky antiques mall. I hadn't been there for a few months. That place and I go way back. We have a history. Sometimes it bugs me because it's definitely more trash than treasure, and I get trash overload pretty quickly. I'm not a junk girl. Sometimes the grumpy women who have worked there forever annoy me. Sometimes even the music grates on me! But I love the vastness. The overhead fan that kind of makes me dizzy. The familiarity. The smell.
I've scored a lot of cool things there over the last 20 years, both big and small. A lot of them have come and gone, as I am an antiques dealer myself. But a lot of them I've hung on to. Some of my favorite things actually, have come out of this odd, unpredictable place. This weekend was no exception.
Most of my readers know by now that I collect antique croquet and billiard balls. Well, never have I found any at this particular antiques mall - until this weekend! It was so fun to find them because it was so unexpected. Not a full set, and not terribly old, but still very much a great surprise - AND an elusive PINK croquet ball was the absolute icing on the cake! Score! Add to those a few vintage yard sticks and I was a very happy girl :)
i love the croquet balls and the vastness of the mall sounds great because you never know what's around the bend!
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