Saturday morning found me making a somewhat complicated maneuver involving three drivers and two vehicles, but it left me with a) one of the vehicles and b) about half an hour away from the annual Madison-
Bouckville antique show, which doesn't really start until Monday. But I thought I was close enough to check to see if anyone was selling yet, and these two game-bird salt and pepper shakers followed me home.
I found a few other things, including a garden bench and some ornaments. Also some old metal crates, a McCoy planter and an orphaned bear salt shaker. Unless you live very close by, I don't think going to Bouckville on a Saturday is really worth the bother, but I think I made the best of it.
A closer look at some of the ornaments while I tell you a story about the guy who was selling them. He had a booth full of junk, and in the booth was a big plastic tote with lots of boxes of ornaments in them. Nothing was priced, and he offered to sell them all to me for $150. I wanted to look them over first. As I looked them over, he chatted with someone who hadn't seen him since last year. We'll call him Guy #2.
Guy #2: Where's your little dog?
Guy selling ornaments: Don't know.
G2: You don't know?
GSO: The dog belonged to Bean.
G2: Where's Bean?
GSO: Bean got in a little trouble and he had to go away for awhile.
Leaving me to wonder: Is Bean in jail? Or in hiding? Also, what kind of trouble? I would never find out, but it was apparently serious, because G2 and GSO spent a lot of time talking in hushed tones, and there was an expletive or two.
I hated to interrupt, but I needed to tell GSO (politely) that he was out of his mind if he thought anyone would pay $150 for the ornaments in the tub. I countered with an offer of $75 for half the ornaments in the tub - obviously the good ones, but it was a fair offer. GSO was deeply offended.
GSO: I can't do that. You're gonna have to buy them by the box.
He then quoted me a price per box that was lower than what I'd just offered him. So I grabbed five boxes quick as I could and handed him the cash.
Also, I asked him if he'd throw in the corsage for good measure, and he did. I think Bean might have been the brains of this operation, but I'll never know.
The orphaned bear, which came out of a free box, found a home with my recently acquired Adirondack canoe souvenir, which came out of a dollar box. So far my vintage camp tableau has not set me back too much.
The bench went straight to the garden and under the arbor.
It's a perfect fit. It will look even better when the morning glories start to bloom in earnest.
Just lovely. It looks like it's illuminated from within.
So tomorrow's the first official day of Bouckville, but I did a little more pre-shopping Sunday.
It was a pretty good day, and there's a full week ahead!