There were only a couple of stifled groans and eye rolls when I asked my family to go to the Avon Flea Market with me on Mother’s Day. Tom caught himself just in time and gave the boys a swift nudge to cut short their mumbling. They might have preferred to be on a ball field, but I have to give my guys big thanks for indulging my passion for thrifting on Mother’s Day.
This was my first trip to the Flea Market in about 25 years. Yikes. That makes me feel old. The last time I went, I was a little girl and my mom and I went out there together to look for treasures. My mom enjoys a good find as much as I do, and we did lots of it as I was growing up. Some of our thrifting was out of necessity, as we didn’t have a lavish budget for many things, but some we did out of sheer love of searching and the triumph that comes when you find the perfect pieces to take home.
Last week, when my friend, Natalie, mentioned that she was going to the flea market on Mother’s Day, I peppered her with a bunch of excited questions. It turns out that the East Avon Flea Market opened for the season on May 1, and it’s open every Sunday from 6am-2pm until the fall.
I heard that it was a good idea to go early before the greatest finds were snatched up, but our 11 am arrival time was as good as it gets for getting the five of us presentable, napped (Isla), and out the door. I was a little worried that the best stuff would be gone and what’s left picked over, but there were still tons of great finds left!
It was quite busy and there were many, many vendors set up. We found four of these old school desks for a steal. I wanted one so badly, but it was the first stop of our visit there and I had to pace myself. When I went back to grab it a while later, they were all gone. Good lesson there not to hesitate!
Some other neat finds were these washboards. I love the nostalgia of them! They would make a cute vignette on a console table or against a wall.
There were loads of cute, rustic boxes and crates. Each one had great character. How cute is this wood crate with the glass jug? I’m trying to remember what the vendor called it, but I can’t think of it right now.
These milk carrier baskets were adorable. The glasses placed the milk as being from Decatur, Georgia. Now you know I have a love affair with all things Southern. This New Yorker will stick out like a sore thumb, but one day I will be sitting on a porch with my sweet tea, chatting with neighbors in my best imitation of a Southern drawl about how I ended up with glass milk jugs from Georgia.
If you’re a chippy paint lover, you would have swooned over these frames and the columns.These would be great statement pieces in a home, maybe in an archway or even attached to a bed frame if you’re handy with power tools.
My absolute favorite find ever-ever was this wrought iron hanging welcome sign. I literally gasped when I saw it and snatched it right up. I just love the vintage look of it in my house.
I also left with a lantern to decorate with and some pretty vintage petal cups that I can’t wait to photograph for my next recipe on the blog.
We spent a little over an hour there wandering, and I could have easily doubled that. I took mercy on my family though for coming with me and making a memory of the day, and I couldn’t pretend to ignore their little impatient faces any longer. I can’t wait to go back to the flea market with my girlfriends and spend hours looking though the rows and rows of things for the perfect treasures.
What about you, friends? What’s your favorite piece from thrifting, or what do you look for when you go out?