Montsweag again

Sunday was a picture-perfect late-summer day, so Ken suggested we go to the Montsweag Flea Market, just north of Bath and Woolwich, one final time for the year.

I was so glad we did just that. There were more vendors at the flea market than we'd been seeing on our three or four previous visits this summer.

I told Ken I suspected the vendors were making a final, last-ditch effort to sell their items to out-of-staters before everyone heads home to their respective states on Labor Day Weekend.

I always enjoy looking through boxes of linens. I've found some great, exquisite needlework  bargains. I guess I feel my mission in life now is to rescue fine needlework that no one else treasures. Some people rescue kittens; I rescue fine needlework.

This box at the left, for instance, was full of lovely handiwork, with each items selling for 50 cents!

I chose some dish towels and a crocheted doily. I already have tons of dish towels and doilies, of course, but for 50 cents....

I'll share my treasures in my next post.

 
In the meantime, feast your eyes on this lobster roll. We drove up to Wiscasset for lunch at Sarah's after leaving the flea market. A bowl of fresh haddock chowder and a lobster roll with cole slaw for $19.95. We couldn't resist.