My quest for Santa

I went to the flea market this morning on a quest to find Santa. But I didn't find him. I showed the photo, inquired. Felt like Nancy Drew sleuthing about. I did talk to Norma and Sandy in the front office and had a nice lead. Norma said she remembers him, but his name escapes her. So, I am to call her back.

But, I did get a couple of photos from the market.

"I bottle  emotions and place them into the sea for others to unbottle on  distant shores..."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Saul Williams

Looking for Santa

My mission this weekend is to find this man. Not a normal man. But Santa. A little strange. But not for this time of year I suppose. At least my chances are hugely increased.

I took this picture last year at the Gulf Breeze flea market. Now I would really like to get a model release from him. So off to the flea market I will go. Hi ho hi ho.  Wish me luck.

"She asked me when the season of joy was supposed to end & I said I didn't really think there was an exact date, so we left the tree up till June that year."
¸.•*´¨`♥ StoryPeople

Flowers in our yard...

...Or why I love our home! The azaleas were out in full force. Sadly, they are done blooming for this year. But, OH MY, what a show they put on. Much to my surprise, the whole property line on the east is laced with azalea bushes.

"Scatter sunshine, forget self, think of others."
¸.•*´¨`♥ Norman Vincent Peale (The Power of Positive Thinking)

Hodge Podge {Part 3 of 3}

"I used to hate birthdays until I figured out I was the Queen of the Universe & now I do them for the little people." ¸.•*´¨`♥ StoryPeople


Yuppers...that is me. At the coffee shop. Trying to stay warm. See my purse/camera bag? I made it. And you can always tell if it is me taking a picture. See that pinkie? It goes up like I'm drinking high tea.


"Please send me your last pair of shoes, worn out with dancing as you mentioned in your letter, so that I might have something to press against my heart." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe



"Your job is to focus on my personal happiness, she said, & I've got big plans, so break time is over." ¸.•*´¨`♥ StoryPeople


This is the queen in training...my daughter!

A Morning at the Flea Market

"Is your house on fire, Clark? No, Aunt Bethany, those are the Christmas lights" ¸.•*´¨`♥ Christmas Vacation (1989)



"The authentic self is the soul made visible." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Sarah Ban Breathnach



"If you're riding ahead of the herd, take a look back every now and then to make sure it's still there." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Will Rogers



Nikki and stinky puppy



"I don't know when pepper mills in a restaurant got to be right behind frankincense and myrrh in prominence. It used to be in a little jar that sat next to the salt on the table and everyone passed it around, sneezed, and it was no big deal." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Erma Bombeck

Holiday this and that {page 1 of 3}

Oh. We had barely moved in. Not settled by any stretch of the imagination, but we were in. Then the holidays were upon us. Daughter to visit. Presents to buy. Tree to decorate. Cookies to make. Here are some photos from the last couple of weeks. Snippets of this and that.

We, meaning Nikki and I, went to the Gulf Breeze Flea Market. Always an experience. This time Santa was roaming the aisles, much to Nikki's delight. He really had a beautiful red velvet cape. One of the best I've seen. Even though I caught a grumpy appearance, he was a bit on the jolly side.

Happy daughter grumpy santa




"She asked me when the season of joy was supposed to end & I said I didn't really think there was an exact date, so we left the tree up till June that year." ¸.•*´¨`♥ StoryPeople



"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Albert Camus

This man was painting with spray paint. I guess you would call it air brushing. He had quite an audience. His music was pounding away and he worked with the beat of the music.

"Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Scott Adams


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Flea Market Treasures {Part 1 of 2}

I love a Flea Market. D does not. And we have been together for ages. How this ever got by me is a mystery. So, I go by myself. It so happens that there is a Gulf Breeze Flea Market, so I went last weekend.

The first is a picture of a old dovetailed copper pot. I figure it dates back to the early 1800's. BEAUTIFUL!! I didn't get it last week, but I did go back this weekend and bought it. It weighs a ton. But it is a ton of sheer copper beauty.

Copper pot my copper pot




"The heart has its reasons that reason does not know." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Pascal



"Clocks slay time... time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life." ¸.•*´¨`♥ William Faulkner



"The virtue of the camera is not the power it has to transform the photographer into an artist, but the impulse it gives him to keep on looking" ¸.•*´¨`♥ Brooks Atkinson


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Flea Market Treasures {Part 2 of 2}

"Nostalgia is a file that removes the rough edges from the good old days." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Doug Larson



"I guess I should warn you, if I turn out to be particularly clear, you've probably misunderstood what I've said" ¸.•*´¨`♥ Alan Greenspan



"Remember the tea kettle - it is always up to its neck in hot water, yet it still sings!" ¸.•*´¨`♥ Author Unknown



"There are things in American culture that want to wipe the class distinction. Blue jeans. Ready-made clothes. Coca-Cola." ¸.•*´¨`♥ Leslie Fiedler