there is frost on the grass this morning. it is below freezing here. no fall here in belgium. just jump into winter. over the weekend it was rainy Rainy RAINY.
i'm learning i'm a flea market follower-where they are, we follow.
it's a given then, that i've been itching to visit the well known belgian flea market in the place du jeu de balle. it earns it's fame for going on day in and day out. 365. amazing.
some of this stuff is hard for me to believe anyone would want: mannequins, rain soaked teddy bears, piles of old hardware... but one man's junk is another man's treasure.
after all the hunting through junk, we did find a stellar hat vendor. the photo below is proof of purchase. our first improvement to the gear that'll help us better brave the bitter winter.
3 comments:
This looks like a small version of my heaven. Were you just dying at all the plate options? Love your blog.
Oh goodness. Oh my goodness. Love.
Soooo jealous!! Miss you cutie! I love shopping at places like that or at least looking!
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