Bonny loved Flea Markets

It has been a while since I last wrote on this blog.  Besides being busy, I did reduce the frequency of blogging with the intention to pace myself in letting go as part of the grieving process.  Though the frequency of posting in this blog reduces and the intensity of the pain reduces, the remembering of Bonny does not.
Several months ago in April, I found a row of flea market near my work place when I went for a morning jog.  Finally I took pictures of it. 

  

If Bonny were to discover that place with me, he would have gone in to explore the shops one by one.  Then we would have conflict if he were to buy anything from there because there was really no space in our home for any more “karung guni” stuff. 

 

I must say that Bonny had pretty good taste and he did bring back good stuff from flea markets or thrift shops.  It is just that we don’t have a large apartment to keep them all.  I still enjoy a few of nice chairs and marble tables that he bought J.