There I was meandering around the flea market and then I spied the mirror. I have always loved these old, etched mirrors. I stopped, looked and then said NO Freda you don't need this. On I went home and all the next week I thought about it. I went back the next sunday and could not find the booth. I stopped and talked to a vendor I know and he said oh I just saw one being loaded into van about 2 spaces up. I thought well you should have bought it when you had the chance. I wandered up and said to the gal that I had looked at it and she said that could not have been mine because all I had was a dresser with a large mirror.
Around the market I went and there it was. this time just a little bartering and it was mine. A neighbor and her hubby helped me hang it in my bathroom. That large wall needs something large. I am very pleased every time I go in there and see it. Now if I could only figure out how to photograph it without all the other stuff showing up in there including me.
