Rummaging Around

Some Sundays in Fall are reserved for comfy sweats , hot chocolate, good movies and a warm fuzzy blanket.
Other Fall Sundays, when the weather is just right, the flea markets in NYC, sipping apple cider is where you will find me. Even days where you end up with nothing in your hand are worth the rummaging, the wandering and the chatting with the local sellers.
This past Sunday was one of those days. I met a good friend on the LES for brunch followed up by roaming the streets and hitting not only one but two flea markets. Some would call it a bit adventurous, I found it relaxing!
Hell's Kitchen Flea Market

25th street/ The Annex