Nothing like unseasonably warm temperatures, gorgeous fall colours, a road trip with my sweetie, hot coffee and fresh scones to add up to a perfect autumn day.

We took a trip to Aberfoyle Antique market for a day of strolling arm in arm, treasure hunting, and shooing away angry wasps that seemed to be out in full force. It is with sweaty palms and bated breath that I scurry through rows of sparkling glass, musty tablecloths and glistening jewels. I am convinced that one of these days I will find the full set of Pyrex bowls from my childhood that I am lusting after at a drastically reduced price. I love the awful displays of terrifying dolls, convinced that they are secretly watching me and will come to life later at night.

I love the eccentric shoppers with their little dogs, clucking at their finds . I love catching snippets of conversation and the gravelly laughter from the pack-a-day smoking vendors. I am overcome with excitement and benevolence on these trips, and feel like a beatific rummaging goddess.

This trip yielded a fantastic ice crusher, (hello margarita pre-mix goodness!) sold by my favourite rockabilly/Betty Page vintage babe vendor. I can only imagine how fabulous her home must be, filled with smiley tomato head condiment holders, cone shaped bras and peep toe pumps.

All in all, a glorious afternoon of autumnal thrills and chills.

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