The Nashville Flea in August....

We are having such beautiful weather this last week! Just perfect! So perfect in fact that I decided I had to go to the Nashville Flea Market today. I think the temp was in the low 70's when we got there, could not ask for a more a more perfect morning to flea market. It was so lovely!

 

And I had a pretty good run of luck!

 

First find belonged to my Husband. His mothers maiden name was Franklin, so when he saw this initial that matched the "S" that we pulled off the screen doors of his Fathers family farm house, he had to grab it.

 

So cool.

 

 

And since I have a few craft projects to finish up this week, of course I grabbed a few spoons to hammer.

 

 

Not sure if I can choose a favorite find for the day, but the Horlicks Malted Milk bottle has got to be close to the top of the list, I just love it. Almost passed it up thinking it would be too expensive. Nope, 6.00. MINE! And the tiny drug store bottle, I just love how the sun shine makes them glow!

 

So pretty!

 

 

 

And how about a few Hazel Atlas Moderntone dessert cups? Love them!

 

 

No way I was passing up this sweet Jadeite bud vase.

 

 

And last, but certainly not least, a box.

 

 

A really freaking cool box!

 

 

That desperately needs a couple rabbits foot ferns sitting inside it.

 

 

So cool!

 

But where are the crafts I was working on this week you ask? Ummmmmmm, not done. The week did not quite go according to plan. Of course Eclipse day was fantastic and we spent our evening discussing all that was experienced, and oh it was SO cool! Not sure how I lost track of my Tuesday evening, then Wednesday evening I was on high alert watching my Pug who was not acting right, I was convinced he was ill...well I was close. I was up literally ALL night with my poor boo who's pain seemed to get worse as the night progressed. Needless to say I spent the night on the couch with him, trying to keep him quiet and calm while I googled symptoms of bloat, tumers, intestinal blockage and every other sort of terrible malady he may have been suffering from. Well, we were on the Vets doorstep when they opened at 8:00.

 

The diagnosis? Pulled muscle. He is on pain killers and anti inflammatories now but still in some pain. So he is being carried and pampered even more than usual. Poor baby. But needless to say it threw me off for both Thursday and Friday night.

 

I will be crafting my fingers to the bone tomorrow and the rest of next week.

 

Next week I will have some new crafts to show you! Promise!

 

Have a great week!!