New column! It's summertime in Hudson, and that can only mean one thing: Finnegan's Flea Market! We live ten minutes away, so health permitting, we go pretty much every Saturday. Things started slowly in rainy May but this past Saturday it was going like gangbusters. Each visit Panda makes about a million new friends and we usually pick up a little something or three. Here's my loot from last weekend: three hinged (which means they fit me, for once) cloisonné bracelets. Six smackeroos.