Years ago, I promised myself I would NEVER wait to get into estate sales. The people in line are dealers and/or crazies. It's competitive and stressful and takes all the fun out of junking for me. And besides, no one else wants the stuff I like, so it's usually safe to go in an hour or two after opening. Last Friday, however, I made an exception. This sale was the only one in my general vicinity and when I arrived, the line was pretty short and my cup of cafe au lait was full, so I jumped in.
There was the house, the garage,
and the RV barn in back.
I got a couple of big things that I took directly to the shop...
The moss covered concrete frog, (If you kiss him, he turns into a prince. Believe me, I tried it.)
and a large, vintage aluminium vent, which sold in less than 24 hours. The small stuff is still waiting to get unwrapped. Next post, I promise.