May seemed to go by in a blink!guess it really does pay off to keep oneself busy. Between work, school and the garden, this was a crazy month. I am still making bread (which I need to update and post on) and the garden is in full swing ( also more needed posts!), but I managed to get a few days free in early May to go to the Brimfield Flea Market. It is the New England version of the flea market to beat all flea markets. It happens for one week in May, July and September and if you ever get a chance to go, it is just a great time. It is a testament to all that humanity has created, both fantastic and terrifying. If you can’t find it at Brimfield, it may not exist! Check it out for yourself – http://www.brimfieldshow.com/– if you can handle the awful colors on the site, its actually fairly useful.
This year I went both as a vendor and a gawker, as my stepmother wanted to divest herself of some treasures and couldn’t do it alone. It was a great experience to meet people and , well, gawk at both people and the loot. I looked at lots and bought very little, based upon actual need and finances – a small 50’s-vintage wire plant stand for the porch and a couple of McCoy planters for some herbs.
The stuff that got away was far better though – The great thing about Brimfield is that most of the dealers are proud of their product and happy to let you photograph it. Those that don’t, well, I’ll be sure to avoid buying from them, too!
Some of my favorites included the pair of 70’s Bergere chairs for $80, the cherry media cabinet for $150 and the metal amusement park ride letters for $50. each. The beaded fruit almost came home with me for the mere fact of a $22. price tag! By the time I convinced myself it was ok to buy them, they were gone, which is the penultimate lesson of Brimfield, and most any market- If you want it, someone else usually does as well!
From the Manor 