Early Morning at the Market

Most of the time I work thursdays, so I always hear about how fantastic the local antique market is on thursdays but never get there. I had a rare Thursday off so my sister and I got up at the crack of dawn and took the trip. Most of the time I wind up at The Golden Nugget in Lambertville, and I have been quite happy with my finds there. I have discovered that there are some days that are lace/doilie days, some are millinery flowers (Oh, more on those for my next post), and some days are vintage button days. Today was a vintage button day. I have this strange impulse to open any tins that I come accross at markets. Most of the time they are empty. But...every once in a great while you hit paydirt. Let me explain here that sometimes, you have to have faith in what looks like a pile of junk. Remember, chances are the person selling these either pulled them out of the trash somewhere or they bought the contents of a house and found this tin in grandmom's attic. It probably has been sitting somewhere untouched for who knows how long. There is rust aplenty, and trust me I get skeeved touching this stuff just as much as the next person. (hint; I carry wet ones in my bag). My sister and I were non stop gigglers about all the dust flying around from the doilies too. Anyway. enough of me blabbing. I will let the photos show you just a small piece of what treasures were hidden in that old tin. It was a GREAT day at the market!