Category: flea market

Mockingbird Lane

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Although I didn’t find a buyer at the weekend flea it amazed me how much happiness this old Mockingbird Lane sign brought to those who passed through my space.  How many time did I hear someone mention the TV show The Munsters?  I even heard a little boy ask his dad if it had been his favorite show.

A couple of old croquet sets also were met with equally bright smiles as adults explained to children how they had played when they were growing up.  I even heard someone say they had played well after dark using a light mounted on an outbuilding.

Lots of people buy vintage and antique because they are trying to achieve a certain look with their décor and I am always happy to help.  My favorite sales; however, are the ones that are made because of memories of days gone by.

Swap days… first real sale of the year

 

It’s been a busy few weeks.  My efforts of sharing my recent finds have suffered somewhat because of it.  I recently made a change in my work schedule in hopes of allowing myself more time to pursue my passion for buying and selling vintage and antique finds.

Most of my posts have been dedicated to the buying.  This one details one of my favorite venues for selling.

I believe the proper method for flea marketing is row after row of outdoor vendors with stacks of vintage and antique merchandise.  Don’t talk to me about flea markets with largely new or gently used discount store merchandise that has no soul.  I want see items that have built in character.  That is how I prefer to sell my wares.

Swap days provides a venue that doesn’t perfectly fill my idea of an ideal flea market, but it’s close.  You will find a mix of goods and even an occasional chicken or two.

I braved the weather which was mostly very windy and cold to participate in my first sale of the season and have the wind burned face to prove it. Despite the weather sales were pretty good.

I didn’t get much of a chance to buy, but did purchase a rather odd shoe last from a neighboring vendor.  I like the odd and unusual pieces and had never seen this particular style before.  The price wasn’t bad so now I own it.

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Finally, A great estate tag sale

I’ve came up empty for several weeks when trying to find a good garage or estate sale leaving me to limit my picks to auctions or flea market booths.  Thursday night I am looking at the usual sites where sales are advertised and I stumble upon an ad for an estate tag sale.  It’s ten minutes from work so I know immediately what I’m doing for my  Friday lunch break.  Not only is there an ad but there are pictures… lots of pics.  Now when sifting through estate sale pics its almost like a game of eye spy.  As I click my way through the pictures one jumps out at me.

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Tag sale pics aren’t always great and in this case what I see is a familiar piece of pottery hiding behind a soda bottle.  It’s a style that I am familiar with and in my favorite color.  I now have a target item, but my fear is that by noon it will have been snatched up.

Lucky me!  Somehow it was still setting there on the counter and at an awesome price!  I selected a few other items including another piece of pottery from the same maker

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and then headed back to work.  There just wasn’t enough time to look as much as I would have liked.

I am always up for looking through cool old junk and would have been happy to walk away with a few things I could flip for a few bucks, but today I found something that will go in my collection.  Something that makes me happy.  Something that looks good on my mantle.

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When junking worth isn’t always determined by monetary value

“Junking” is sometimes a family affair.  I have been bitten the hardest I think, but we all enjoy the occasional junking adventure as a family outing.  We each have our favorites.  We search high and low to find salt and pepper shakers, Elvis albums, vintage Fisher Price toys, and of course soda related items.

We also have a game of sorts.  My youngest daughter plays it most enthusiastically.  Of course there is a back story, so let’s begin there.

My wife’s grandmother (also a junker) gave us a punch bowl and cups shortly after we were married.  It was unique because of the square shape of the bowl and cups.  She told us that it was rare and that we wouldn’t see another like it and because we never had, we accepted this to be fact. After her death, the punch bowl meant much more to us and we found a place where we could display it.

Several years later we were at an outdoor flea market and discovered another exact bowl and a few cups and naturally we bought them.  I found two more that summer and it became a game to see who could find the first cup or bowl any time we were out.  Over the years we have accumulated fifteen or so of these “rare” punch bowls and probably two hundred cups.  Do we need them?  No, but the memories of a loved one past… yes we do.  Sometimes the rarity of an item isn’t where value is found but in the memories that it brings.