On Father's Day weekend...every year...Walnut, Iowa becomes flea market heaven. This tiny town is overrun with white tents and funnel cake...and is a treasure hunters dream. Having lived in the midwest for 3 1/2 years, I'm ashamed to say this is my first visit to the great show....but according to Mr. Plains, will be a yearly event. So...why don't you come walk the cobble streets of Walnut with me...
I'm soooo loving old bowling pins.
I'm also loving how all these old softballs look together....I brought lots of these home with me.
xoxo
Andrea




























