With temperatures hovering at 41 degrees and a biting wind that slapped me across the face, making my eyes sting, the usual crowds were not converging upon the Flea as they normally do. This made poking about the creative booths inside and out much easier, not being elbowed, kneed, pushed and jostled about through the narrow aisles.
2 comments:
Love it Tina! I feel like I'm experiencing New York every time I look at your pics! Thank you!
Thanks Aunty Pat. I'm glad you're enjoying them...
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