Junk Shopping

There is a fabulous little junk store in Gananoque (just a 10 minute drive from the outskirts of Kingston). It's an ongoing "flea market" housed in what appears to be a converted greenhouse. It's jam-packed full of little treasures and books and ephemera and all kinds of goodness that pack-rats like me thrive on.


There were tons of little trinkets, statues and tea cups. They aren't pictured here but I did manage to find a few dust collectors that found their way into my basket such as cute, little, wooden, egg holders with painted happy faces, a Dickensian couple carved out of wood, an owl that resembled a macrame hanging my parents once had and a sweet little glass paperweight of two birds that reminded me of my little person and I all intertwined.


My partner has a huge record collection (500+) and I often find the cover art amusing to look at. I've found some of the cheesiest imagery I've ever seen (it ranks high with velvet paintings that you can purchase in gas station parking lots). This Grand Funk album was certainly no exception...


I really wanted to get the Mr. T Cabbage Patch Doll but was certainly not willing to pay what they were asking. Instead, I fetched the box full of goodies beside him (including the Dukes of Hazard coloring set featuring, yup, good ole Boss Hog)... and then, some.


Ah, speak of the devil - velvet painting - one o'clock.


These dolls wrapped in plastic scared me.