Letters, ledgers, love notes, life of long ago living in between the lines.
Daring adventures, dreams, lists of wants and needs. Bits and pieces of someone who once walked the path before you.
Notebooks, cookbooks, books... plenty of books. Children's paper dolls and postcards and newspaper clippings, traces, the spirit of French creativity and ways of being.
What was the best thing you ever found at a flea market? It doesn't have to be expensive, valuable, rare... it could be something that you simple like. One of my most favorite finds... other than paper?
Considering very few things in my home are new, it would be hard to decided.
The pleasure of going to a flea market 'BROCANTE' in French, is that it is like a museum. Where the traces of history, and culture wait for you to rediscover different periods, places and time. Where you can touch and take home a piece of France. Why do I love the Brocante? It engraves a song in my soul, I feel connected to a past that teaches me about today.
Photos: Flea market finds that fashion my home.