Sunday, August 10, 2008

Flea market weekend


It has happened so rarely this year that yesterday afternoon was remarkable for its sheer summery-ness. My best friend Frootee and I got out of town -- we went to a giant outdoor flea market in St. Eustache. It was huge! There was tons and tons of new crap for sale -- cheap T-shirts, knock-off watches, perfume, faucets and showerheads, you name it -- as well as a few tables of food -- fruit and vegetables, baked goods, cheese curds. There were auto parts, golf clubs, fishing gear, and kitchen appliances. There was a life-sized motorcycle made out of wicker. There were puppies! Then there was all the old crap, which is what we were after. We pored over old dishes and vases and costume jewellery. Within an hour, Frootee was carrying a cardboard box filled with coffee mugs that resembled tree trunks, a pair of plastic sunglasses with "Max Headroom" printed all over them, and various other precious items. I forked out $4 for a necklace with three strands of giant blue baubles. (Neither of us bought an owl, for some reason -- maybe the display was too perfect to disrupt with a purchase.) When we came across draft beer being served out of a ten-foot apple, we headed back to the car to drop off the box, but when we got back the apple was closed. Still, we found beer being served elsewhere -- big plastic cups of Molson Ex for $3 -- so we bought our beer and kept walking around in the hot sunshine and agreed that it was the best summer day of the year.

12 comments:

Michelle said...

Duuuuude...
I have a weird thing for owls lately, and I am jealous.
That is all.

Cassy said...

I would want to buy all the owls and recreate that at home.

amanda said...

omg, I am *dieing* of the awesomeness of that sea of owls. brilliant! $3 beer sounds pretty good too.

jane said...

Nice hooters.

littlebee said...

It sounds like you had an awesome time at the flea market. Too bad the apple with beer disappeared.

Seanna Lea said...

Your flea market sounds more interesting than the ones I went to when I grew up. I always was diving for interesting (and often ultimately useless) books, especially ones that were in a foreign language that I didn't know.

It sounds like you had quite a treasure trove!

Meem said...

Apparently I live in the wrong country. No beer is to be found at Yank flea markets. :(

Thinks too much said...

At my volunteer shift at the thrift store, one of our notable sales was a 2-foot-tall ceramic owl. Someone paid $14.50 for it. Coincidence? I think so.

Laiane said...

I agree: you could not break up the owls. They're meant to be together.

glenda said...

Wow you're mentioned in Vogue Knitting! Glad to see this. I love your blog.

Xine said...

this pic makes the most perfect background on my computer, by the way. i hope i am not infringing on your copyright there...

speaking of which, can i use this pic for my class on collectibles?

knithound brooklyn said...

What is it these days with owls? I love owls!