Friday, April 8, 2011

An interruption in our regularly scheduled programming

O.K. I know I was supposed to take you on the second half of the Iron Horse tour, but I have breaking news. While out junking today I saw a sign for a moving sale, I only stopped because I was literally driving right by. It certainly didn't look promising. You know, gravel driveway, an inexplicable collection of shoes, vacuum cleaners, bikes and fake leather jackets hanging from a chain link fence. See?

But girls, if I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times: Stop. Get. Out. Of. The. Car.
As I turned the corner around the Arborvitae, there it was.

A vintage windmill...metal...a bit mossy and totally fabulous. Not wanting to seem too eager...I forced myself to paw through old Tupperware, broken china angels and headphones. After a minute, I sauntered over to my beloved, turned to the 2 Russian babushkas sitting on the front porch, and casually asked: "How much for the this?" Babushka #1 says "10 dollars." I pause, then inquire: "Would you take five?"
As babushka #2 is nodding NO, babushka #1 says YES. Into the back of the Dodge it went. I drove directly to the shop, got it out of the van, put it on the sidewalk and hung a price tag on it. I bet my bottom dollar it will be gone within 24 hours.


DearHelenHartman said...

Cool piece, super story.

LV said...

You did good on finding that old windmill. I have one similar to it in my back yard. I love having them.

Andy's Attic said...

Lesson learned! Great find.

Sherrie said...

some of my best McCoy pieces have been surprises at the worst places. You always have to at least peak. Good for you.

Anonymous said...

Good job! My best sale yesterday was also one that didn't look like much from the road. it gone from the shop?!

Amber Von Felts said...

I like the bleary eyed road runner plywood yard art there too. You'd never find a vintage windmill in my neighborhood sales! Good Job!