In my mind, Brimfield Massachusetts means one thing and one thing only- FLEA MARKET! This week is the biannual flea market extravaganza up in Brimfield, so the roommie, my cute preggers sis, my mom and I all piled into the car to scavenge the fields. The weather was gorgeous (save about a half hour of scorching sun), the antiques were top shelf, and the oddities were plentiful. We waltzed around in our hats, scoped out the treasures, got the obligatory fresh-squeezed lemonade (twice!), and even saw a few girls ride their horses up to the gas station and “park” in the spaces…HA, gotta love the country.