This morning, after getting the fire going and putting out the daily two pounds of assorted bird seed, raisons and peanuts in the shell for my feathered friends, I scraped the frost off of my car windows and drove to the flea market on roads that went from snow covered to almost clear. This is most likely the last flea market I will see for a while - definitely the last in this year. By the time I got there, quite a bit of snow was coming down. The turn out was somewhat disappointing and who knows what treasures I missed, either because the tables were covered with plastic tarp to keep everything dry or everything was already covered by a layer of snow.
I did manage to find a few goodies, though.
Wishing you all a wonderful Sunday - slow down and enjoy the season. Oh and - could somebody have a cup of eggnog for me?