happy flea market day.

a day in the life, photographic journeys, photos, stories, thoughts, words

it no longer seems like fall. it seemed like fall at the end of summer, but now it seems like summer again.

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^ purchase of the day: vintage luggage for $2. !!!

don’t worry auntie steph. smiling with teeth pictures are coming soon.

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^ vintage buttons. a handful for $1.

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^ smile with teeth!

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goodwill. craziness of tons of people. trying on things over my clothes because of the lines for the dressing rooms. finding sweet deals. everything being 50% off.

flea market. barely getting there and buying vintage luggage because i just had to have it. staying around this one booth because it had all the cool vintage stuff. paperdolls, letters, cards, envelopes. spanish money.

a.w. perry museum. going through an old house. being reminded of greenfield village. sack races. petting zoo. horses, chickens, goats, bunnies. some old(er) ladies tell us about spinning and grinding corn and coffee and about the courting candle. old russian ladies telling us that we should pick the pomegranites after we already had.

amy coming home. hearing about esoal and feeling for her and her bruises.

old town antique store. old maps. 70% off a ton of stuff.

taking tons of pictures.

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adventure::treehouse

a day in the life, photographic journeys, photos, stories, thoughts, words

i slept outside in the treehouse. because i wanted to. for the experience. with a mosquito net, so i didn’t get eaten alive at night.

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^ i slept outside although there was predicted thunderstorms. that didn’t happen.

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^ all my stuff. and my foot. fabulous book: hope was here by joan bauer, peach for breakfast, walkie talkie although it meant connection to the world outside because mom insisted, glasses case, extra battery for dad’s macho flashlight, dad’s macho flashlight, duct tape flipflops, mosquito net.

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< is this too weird of an angle? i rotated a pano.

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^ all my stuff.

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^ clara brought me a muffin for breakfast. after mom told her too. first, she came out with a muffin and was talking to me through the window. but she wouldn’t give me the muffin, she just came out to tempt me, and, in her words, to make me come inside.

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