My parents were here last week.
It was an impromptu visit to fit in a little more adventuring in the gorgeous autumn weather.
Which we did – in grand style.
They were here long enough for my dad to work on my list of projects and have time for an epic fishing trip and my mom to play multiple games with the kids.
Then on Saturday we took them to the Rutledge Flea Market.
Sixty acres of treasures just waiting to be discovered!
Everything from junk to antiques, guns to tupperware, pot bellied pigs to hedge hogs.
Yes, hedge hogs.
Of course Buddy fell immediately in love and thought we needed one. Desperately.
At least until he held it and it sneezed – causing him to be poked and drawing blood in three places.
Since we didn’t really need a hundred dollar pin cushion, we left him there.
When everybody had found sufficient treasures, we bought a bag of fresh hot kettle corn and headed home on the scenic route.
Taking in the fall color, enjoying the warm weather, watching the combines at work and then stopping at several Amish stores.
Cheese curd samples, local pecans, fresh peanut butter, free ice cream.
We ate our way home, tired but happy.
2 thoughts on “Of Flea Markets, Hedge Hogs and Kettle Corn”
Sounds like fun…except for the hedgehog sneeze. Who knew?
Sounded like quite the adventure and something my parents and us would have enjoyed also. Oh, and we would have left the 100$ pincushion behind too. LOL