It's almost time for the December flea market and I haven't even shared my goodies from the last one. Bad me. Bad.
The first Sunday of November was bright and sunny, with 90ºF. I sweated like a hog. You could say it was a porcine sort of day.
Strangely, I ran into a lot of pigs. The one above was my favorite. Who wouldn't want a piglet with blue eyeshadow for a serving dish? If not for the fact that I don't have a family of four to serve, or space to put the thing, I would've bought it.
I wonder what next Sunday will bring.