Early this morning, I went off to Camberwell market, a well known flea market here in Melbourne that takes place every Sunday. I arrived around 8am, latte in hand and spring in step, ready to find some diamonds in the dirt.
thrifted wool honey jumper, thrifted skirt, scarf made by me
I don't think the market gods were with me today, as things seemed really quite expensive and, good as it was being able to touch the goodies as I browsed, my poor fingers – at this point glove-less – were freezing. The sky got pretty black, and after an hour or so I decided it was time to go. I did score an amazing navy high-waisted skirt (pics when it is washed and ironed) for a super-low $2, and – AND! – my fiance found a tripod! Perhaps the gods weren't so very far away... I now have a 1.5m tripod, as light as a feather and in great working order. Freedom at last!
A warm breakfast was now needed and so we headed off to Mixed Business in Clifton Hill for another coffee and some porridge. Here the servings are generous and the coffee perfect. We soon warmed up.
My nails are still dark red and I liked them with my honey-coloured jumper.
Deciding that DVD-watching was in order for the rest of the day, we headed off to our local indie shop. Feeling brave after brekkie, we chose to walk, and I am so glad we did. It was cold but beautiful. The rain paused for us, and everything was glowing.