Fleas and Bees

What do you say to a friend that comes up to you after church grinning like a possum, asking if you want to go to the Pickens County Flea Market? YES! Of course!So here we are….at the Pickens County Flea Market, which by the way is only open on Wednesdays. We wondered "Why Wednesday's?" Well, from what we gathered it is such a special place, that you can park your RV right there and start looking at 5:30 AM! We think, those early risers are actually buying stuff for themselves to sell at their own table at a Saturday morning Flea Market.We pulled up around 10:00 in the morning and were astounded at the number of buildings, cars and people there were! Oh My! Now let me just clarify something here….this is not the HGTV Flea Market where there are tables of antiques ready for beautiful transformations and booths with amazing artisans. The majority of the tables were selling socks, soaps, crap and more crap. Unless of course salt and pepper shakers held by various animals is your thing.For you wine connoisseurs out there, I found a bottle cover. The tag says it is a vintage crochet poodle cover that could be yours for only $2! I do have to say, this vender has the right idea with his groupings of items.Now if during your shopping experience you needed a little snack, this guy picking his teeth sells The Best Boiled Peanuts amongst the onions, deodorant and Tylenol. His lighted candle helped with the whole ambiance that was happening here.All joking aside, there was some cool stuff happening, like these musicians who just gather to pick and sing. I wish I had been able to talk to some of the old timers. I bet this is the highlight of their week, to come here and make music.I really wanted a picture of this guy in the overalls playing the…barrel bass(?) But the doofus in the red shirt kept moving in my way! At first I didn't know if he was like the overall guy's guard or something, but no he was just a doofus. I guess I could have asked him to move, but I thought I was obvious.Need some beads? Oh my goodness! Angie found herself quite a beauty! And Charlie found some great deals on art supplies. Honestly, for non-perishables, there were some deals. I bought several sewing machine needles for cheap.And there were some gems among the weeds. There were several colorful produce stands which looked delicious.As crazy as these roosters may look to some of you, I actually have one 4 times bigger in my yard. Hmm…maybe this Flea Market is more in line with my tastes than I first thought.Out of the hundreds and hundreds of tables, I think we saw maybe 5 or six that had handcrafted items. I think these cutting boards are beautiful.I spied this artisan and had to look. She was such a delight to talk to. As I was admiring her jewelry, she said "I think you and I could be friends." Yeah I think we could. She appreciated me taking the time to ask about her craft. I fell in love with these earrings. She crafted every part of them with her hands. She is not in the right market place. She is not getting the proper recognition selling between the sock man and Miss 2005 Belk ornament lady.As the Flea Market was coming to a close, venders started packing their vans around noon, and we were starting to get a bit hungry. Yoder's Concessions was open for lunch. We could get a hotdog and eat it at a folding table in the 110 degree heat….or not.

Angie, Charlie and I decided that we needed to go to the big town of Pickens and have lunch. But FIRST, we had to drive around the corner and up the road a short bit to see this fabulous young man Zane! This is Angie's son who is working as a camp counselor-activities guide for the Clemson camps in upper state SC. I know exactly how it feels to see your sweet boy after time away…YAY!! We gave him our best loving (embarrassing) hello. We rolled our windows down and hung out the windows waving and yelling "Zanie!!!" Ok, so maybe that was just me, but we were all glad to see him.The next surprise stop was at a bee supply store. We had no idea one was on the way to the Flea Market, so we had to stop in for a look-see. We are standing in front of an educational viewing box full of bees. This store, The Bee Well Honey Farm, partners with schools by putting in these types of hives in schools to educate children of the importance of honey bees.It was fun sharing my new love of beekeeping with friends. I was able to ask a bunch of questions and chat with the owner and purchased some needed supplies. Angie, Charlie and I all decided that we could check the Pickens County Flea Market off our bucket list. But sharing a fun, laugh filled day with these girls will happen again. We are all up for the next adventure.

Thanks for dropping by!

The Mystery of the Frozen Felt

Chapter 1

It was a cold winter day. A few days before, the snow had fallen laying a beautiful white blanket on the yard. As Mary walked to the mailbox, the ground crunching beneath her feet, her dog, Sam, began to bark excitedly. Knowing that her dog’s excitement could be anything from a leaf blowing in the wind or a little critter scampering under a bush, Mary got her mail from the box and then called out to Sam “Ok girl. Show me what you found.” 

Chapter 2

The closer Mary got to the commotion, the more curious she got about what could be causing her dog to be so crazy. “Goodness gracious old girl! This must be something pretty exciting! What is it?” Sam spun around a few times, then found her courage to lean in to sniff the ice covered package in the empty flower pot.  

  Mary pulled the frozen bag from the pot and shook the ice off the bag to discover three yards of brightly colored felt. “Hmmm I wonder who left this here?”

Chapter 3

Inside the warm house and a hot cup of tea in her hand, Mary rummaged through the bag for more clues.  

 Aha! A clue! Mary put her sleuthing skills to work. This piece of water spotted paper was found within the bag. It’s a list of materials needed at the local Joann’s Fabric and Craft store. But how did it get in Mary’s flower pot? When did the suspect drop it off? What is suppose to be made with these items? Upon closer inspection, Mary discovers some detailed clues…”beads for the _____ flower” and broche pin for flower”. There is EVEN a name AND an address at the bottom of the paper. WHA-what!?! This must mean something!

Chapter 4

Feeling like the famous Nancy Drew, Mary put on her thinking cap, pulled out her trusty IPad and began to take a few pictures. She knew she was going to need a bit of help with this mystery. Immediately, she posted pictures of the bag of felt and the clue-filled note on Facebook. She waited….

Chapter 5

Just like in the books she read as a young girl, where  Nancy had a pal, Bess, who helped her with solving the mysteries, Mary, too has a pal…Angie! Mary knew she’d be the one with the answers.  

Angie 

sent me this message. Woo Hoo! Mystery solved! IT IS LESLIE IN THE CONSERVATORY WITH A CANDLESTICK! (For all of you babies out there, that is from an old board game called Clue.  The object of the game is to determine who was the murderer, in what room did it occur and with which object did he or she use. Every kid in the 1970’s played it.)

Angie contacted Leslie. Leslie had no idea what it was all about. Dang. Onto Plan B.

Hmmm Bess, uh I mean, Angie suggested I ask my neighbors. Great idea Ang!

Chapter 6

I texted my next door neighbor Lisa. Her son is getting married soon, so I thought she could possibly be doing some crafty stuff for that. 

 Mary walked to her next door neighbor’s house and put the bag of felt on Lisa’s front porch. The detective waited. 

 UGH! And no, the person who left it has not been back. Mary will NOT give up! She is going to post the picture again on Facebook in hopes that someone will recognize the package. Drawing on the skills of Nancy Drew, Mary will ask her friend Angie to contact Leslie again. Leslie is the big glaring clue in all of this. 

Stay tuned all of you sleuths out there! The mystery continues!