The Rice County Flea Market

While driving south into Faribault last week, I noticed a sign advertising a flea market for the upcoming Saturday. I mentioned to Gary that maybe we could host a stand at the flea market as a way to sell some of our stuff. We stopped in and found that a $20 donation to the History Center was all that was needed to reserve a spot. We thought we could recover our $20 and maybe make some money, while recycling our useable, but unwanted goods. 

The flea market started in front parking lot of the historical society. We were in the back section.

So, we signed up and had two days to gather and mark our stuff. That worked out well… since we didn’t have weeks to think about it…just a day to gather, and a day to mark. 

Setting up at 7 am.

We didn’t know we would end up with an ideal spot for our tables. We were under a shade tree the whole time, from 8 am -2pm. We had a money belt, coffee, and donuts …we were settled in for an adventure.

We did sell our things at a good price…cheap. We did get rid of a lot of our stuff. It was fun to people watch, and we had a several good interactions with people.

There were some interesting characters…one guy admitted to buying our stuff for cheap and told us he will sell it for a profit next spring! Good for him.

Enjoying the people watching, and interactions.

One guy was enthralled with an unusual buoy off a fishing net that my mother brought back from Norway in 1969. He said he’s never seen anything like it, and he bought it.

We had a wonderful spot for our tables.

I printed up a story for the glass canister I had for sale. After an older woman from my church passed away years ago, her son gave me her one remaining painted-glass canister jar, which he knew I liked. She had told me she wanted metal canisters when she set up housekeeping in the 1940’s, but because of the war she had to settle for glass. A customer at the flee market saw that story and said she had to have the canister. 

The Rice County Historical Society’s old church and school in the background.

It made me feel good that some of our items were really appreciated, and going to good homes.

This new adventure for us, selling our wares at a flea market, was fun. We hope to do it again sometime.

An Old Oak Tree

The first stone church built in 1862. One of two historic churches at Valley Grove.

On the National Weather Service website it states there were 10 tornado tracks in SE Minnesota last week…apparently they use the term track before a tornado touchdown is confirmed. The havoc from these storms is all around us and we continue to hear stories of damage, and miracles of how the fallen trees and debris have not taken any lives. For that we are thankful.

The majestic oak tree in Valley Grove Cemetery. I took this photo just a few weeks ago.

But I did lose something dear…an old, oak tree at Valley Grove. I think this oak tree was beloved by many people.

The fallen oak tree at Valley Grove.

The old, oak tree that once stood tall, behind the two historic churches at Valley Grove.

Although the tree was not in my path daily I became very fond of the huge tree from many visits to the Valley Grove churches and cemetery. The towering, magnificent oak was a stable presence and protection over the cemetery where we plan to be buried someday.

The tree is at least 100 years old but the actual age is unknown. The Valley Grove community was started in 1860.

We knew the 100 year old (plus) tree would not last forever but the thought of it being there was comforting. Now it’s gone. Taken down by the storm…in minutes…toppling over tombstones and laid to rest.

The tree toppled onto tombstones, breaking a few.

The oak tree on its side…you can see the chain that helped stabilize the massive tree.

We recently took a hike through the prairie lands behind the cemetery and took a few photos of the massive oak tree, held together in some parts by chains. We’ve had picnics at Valley Grove and attend the Christmas Eve service in the historic church every year.

The fallen tree in the background where it once stood tall.

This is a special place, and will continue to be, although it will never be the same. The majestic oak tree will be missed by many.

Walking through the vibrant prairie at Valley Grove.

A second church was built in 1894 across from the first church because they outgrew the first one.