My last day in Austria was spent at the Vienna Flea Market. The Naschmarkt is open from dawn to dusk every day, selling fruits and veggies, and food ranging from falafel to schnitzel. And lots of great bakeries of course.
But on Saturday there’s also a Flea Market. So I spent pretty much my whole day there! So many treasures, stories, history. I love hearing people talk about their “stuff.” I texted my best friend Peggy and said “I’m at the flea market in Vienna–get here ASAP!” I thought about Peggy and so many other people I love.
I thought first of my faithful yard sale companion, my Dad, when I saw these tools. He can always tell me what they are used for, and if he doesn’t know he’ll figure it out!
This pile of lederhosen reminded me of all the Oktoberfest feasts we have enjoyed at my sister Cindy’s home. Her husband, John, spent two years in Germany and loves the food so much he’s become the schnitzel master!
This lovely woman from Romania was selling antique linen. My niece, Alexis, served a mission in Romania and loves the people. I found a piece of linen with blue for you, Ali!
Old hardware in surprising colors.
Boxes of old books and paper–I love old books and could rifle through piles like these forever!
Old chocolate molds. The large hearts are coming home with me.😍
For refreshment, I had a delicious rhubarb pastry with this scrumptious cheese. Look at that knife he’s wielding!
Steph and all of our friends from Judy’s indigo class–wouldn’t this box of stamps be fun to create with?!?
Susan Krueger, look what I found! I got a few of these old wallpaper rollers for printmaking.
Oodles of silverware. I love old silverware and actually use it, as my house guests can verify. I keep a crock of mismatched silver on the counter so everyone can help themselves.
Button, button–who’s got the button?!
Bolts of old linen and piles of embroidered pieces. Check out the old sleeping shirts–I bought one!
I love these fall wreaths with persimmons. They seem to herald autumn.
Now it’s time for me to head “Home again, home again, jiggety jig!” I can’t wait to get my hands on my grandkids and kiss them to death!!