Take a look at this serene countryside. Does it look tranquil to you?
I loved it the moment I laid eyes on it last Saturday. I had been driving up and down back roads in Groton and Townsend, looking for treasures. It had been a good day already. The front seat on the passenger side was filled with crockery jugs and lamps and it wasn’t even 10:30 yet.
I pulled up to this house in Townsend where a yard sale was taking place, and at the end of the driveway was a small old dresser that someone had given a second lease on life by using it as a canvas for her folk art scene. It caught my eye when I walked into the yard, but I tend to look over everything before I commit to a single item.
I paid for a couple of smalls and was walking towards the car when I stopped to look more closely at the Folk Art dresser. It had a price on it that was reasonable, but more than I wanted to pay. I don’t mind haggling over prices, but I don’t like to insult sellers with a lowball. The price she had marked on the item was fair. The craftsmanship was certainly worth it, I just wasn’t up to paying that much for the piece because I didn’t think it left me with enough room to flip the item.
As I made my way to my car, the lady said, “If you’re really interested in the dresser, I’ll make you a deal. Twenty dollars and it’s yours.” I tried to keep a poker face, as I handed her $20. She even offered to put it in the car for me. As she lifted it, we heard rattling in the drawer. We opened it and there were a half-dozen old Drug Store bottles. The nice woman said, “I don’t want those, if you want them they’re yours.”
Saturday was certainly a nice day to travel the back roads of Townsend. The car was half-full when I got home. Now where can I put this stuff?