And seems most of Virginia did not get us either! Michelle did well with her waffle towels and okay with her fabulous pillows but overall we were disappointed in our sales. I took my latest art project--coasters made from ceramic or stone tiles and only sold two! Scheech! But I sincerely believe the slow sales had as much to do with the slow economy as with folks taste.
Our neighbors on both sides of us had both been coming to Hillsville for many years (the Crockets pictured below have had a booth for 27 years!) and they were both experiencing their lowest years ever. People are just not buying anything right now that they don't really need. It's really a bummer.
Our booth:
A small portion of the Hillsville Flea Market! It is mammoth!
This is (below) Louella and Wesley Crocket, our neighbors. Great folks! They've done this event for 27 years! Thank you, Louella and Wesley for making us feel so welcome!
Jug brought four of his instruments to sell: three guitars and one mandolin. Man, were the men ever interested in those daggone instruments! Michelle and I were continually a bit annoyed by their blocking the entrance to our little booth oogling Jug's guitars! They were four he decided he could live without but were high-end and while many drooled over them, none forked over the money! We had many to pick one up and pick for us. And while it did kinda annoyed Michelle and me, we enjoyed it too. They were such friendly folks!
So their were these three youngsters who were so very talented musicians that came by each day and picked with Jug....
Drooling over Jug's instruments...
Chelly looks pretty even when she's roughing it!!
The three young pickers...
Below--our booth...
