flea market have become a habit on Saturdays (actually not every Saturday, but very
often). Sometimes I find something that I like, sometimes I don´t, but I always
return home with a smile on my face.
I wonder why I do it, what changed in me, because before I wasn´t interested at all in the old stuff. I know that is a trend now, but I've never been someone who bites into trends; I'm not nostalgic by nature ... etc etc
And then I followed a bit myself reacting to things that are unconsciously "catchy" and discovered that these are things that remind me of my childhood, not people or situations! Did I say that I am not nostalgic.... No, at least not "knowingly" Haha ... In any case a good psychologist would have plenty of work :)
Now some things that I have found and a couple of photos from the last "second hand orgy"
This photo brought me to a FlickR group, Django's Grand Vinothek and now I am a proud member.
….which brings me back to my childhood, and memories began to well up... My dad's family had vineyards and dealt with, among other things, the production of wine. I liked that time when the grapes were picked, then everyone was smiling and happy – they were singing and a bit drunk - and us kids had a perfect opportunity to do what we want :) ah ...