Day Two of my antique escape. I am such a sucker
for a flea market. This fine establishment is on the
edge of Shreveport and is called the Greenwood
Flea Market. I have been there many times in the
past, and I have always found something interesting.
Although these days, there are less and less antique
things, and a lot more junk. But that is ok, too. I
kind of like junk. The bird was made by one creative
dealer among all his clutter. I came home with a
couple of new "treasures".
Enough wandering...it's time to get back to the
drawing table.
