Webster Flea Market
Here we go again - another flea market. We've said it before, and we'll say it again - we usually don't buy much, but we do like to look. We were still on a quest for a nice eggplant so when we had a beautiful morning on Monday, we headed over to the Webster Flea Market. The Webster Flea Market, which is only about 15 minutes away from Blueberry Hill, is only open on Mondays.
The market is a conglomeration of several markets, but the main areas are the Sumter County Farmers Market and the Webster Westside Market. The Webster Flea Market is said to be the oldest and largest flea market in Florida. Although the farmers market also has other merchandise, it is where the bulk of the produce is located, so we parked on the eastern end near the farmers market. The photo below shows some of the covered stalls of the farmers market.
The morning started out a little cool, but the sun was warm, and there was only a gentle breeze. We have gone to the Webster Flea Market several times in the past, but we have never seen this many vendors and potential customers.
We walked up and down a couple of rows of vendors in the farmers market, then we walked over to the Westside Market. Since the Westside Market is almost all outdoors with no cover, our experience during our previous visits was quite a few vendors began packing up before noon. That wasn't the case this time. The weather was so nice and the turnout was so good no one was leaving.
The Westside Market is a mixture of new and used items. Paul checked out tools at one booth...
...and Margery bought several used books.
We only walked a couple of rows over at the Westside Market, then we headed back over the farmers market side to resume our search for eggplant. We remember seeing more produce vendors in previous years, but the produce that was there was very nice. We were finally successful in locating some good-looking eggplant.
Back at the motor home, we fell back into our relaxation mode. As we were sitting in the rig one day, a pair of sandhill cranes walked down the road. There are quite a few sandhill cranes here in central Florida. We frequently hear them calling as they fly overhead, and occasionally we see them in the campground. One of the pair walking down the road took a detour into our site to check out our bird feeder. Unfortunately, Paul couldn't get the camera out fast enough to get a shot of the bird standing there pecking at the feeder and only caught it as it was walking away.
Our friends Barb and Dick from North Carolina are headed to Florida, and they're going to stop by Blueberry Hill for a couple of days on their way farther south. Their visit will certainly get us out for some sightseeing, so stay tuned.