Today was the first Maxwell Street Days I've been able to attend this year. This event is held one weekend a month during the summer, in a local park. It's a huge flea market--antiques, collectibles, luggage, clothing, produce, flowers. You name it--cool to tacky, ridiculous to sublime.
I dropped Lucy off at her beauty shop appointment and headed to Maxwell Street. Some days you browse and find nothing; sometimes you hit the jackpot. Today was a born-under-a-lucky-star kind of day. The haul:
A pair of never used pillowcases embroidered in orange. These will be great in one of the bedrooms.
And I'm thinking that an orange quilt for this bedroom needs to go on the agenda too.
Next I found a blue and white transferware platter. Very decorative, but I think I'll be actually using this one. You know what they say in quilting about "all reds go together"? Well, all blue and white china goes together too.
Next, I stumbled across this lovably tacky paint-by-numbers horse picture. Framed and everything! What's not to love? Tonight this is already hanging on a wall here.
I was about to leave when I noticed one last table of vintage-type stuff. I spied something that made my heart pound and my knees go weak--a large Purinton Apple pitcher, which had been marked down twice and was now at a rock-bottom bargain price. I NEVER find deals like this.
I tried to keep my voice casual as I asked the seller what was wrong with the pitcher? She said nothing, it's just time to move it. Um.....yes! Time to move it TO MY HOUSE to join my hutch full of this pattern of pottery! This pattern doesn't turn up often here in Wisconsin--Purinton was Pennsylvania-made and not too much of it seems to have found its way west.
Woo hoo! Great day...