Saturday night, we set our clocks back an hour for the end of daylight saving time, so I woke up bright and early Sunday morning. There was frost on the ground, and it was sooo cold, but I knew the flea market would still go on. I bundled up in my warm winter coat, grabbed a large thermos of coffee, and headed out by 6:30 am....

There were only a handful of dealers at the market, but still I had hope of finding just one more treasure before the end of the flea market season.

I found a tarp on the ground laden with tools. I always like when tarps are laid out on the ground - the best deals are always found on top of a tarp on the ground!

Nestled among the tools, I found these.  Be still my heart.