Before we even got to town, we were met with a mess of traffic. It was all going into the parking lot of what was once a mill, a building now housing offices, a restaurant or two, and a humongous flea market.
I'm a pearl fanatic, but nah.
Never been a knitter, takes too long.
Can't remember the last time I made a pot of soup.
I love Maine, but not it's lobsters, or maybe I do.
I think this about sums it up.
I came out empty handed.
How about you, any fabulous finds this weekend?