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Twenty five cents worth of joy

Up this morning in the dark and cold, freezing – dig out gloves and hats and boots cold.
Two days ago it was 84 degrees, this morning was 40, so the gloves had to be hunted down.
We set up our yard sale as part of a city wide sale extravaganza! Boxes and bags of toys were brought up from the basement. Toys and books were wrestled over –

‘Let’s sell’

‘No I want to keep it, it’s sentimental’

Why is a toy which hasn’t been seen in two years suddenly sentimental when someone else might buy it? It maybe came from a yard sale in the first place!
Eventually everyone agreed on yard sale stock and customers arrived.
Coffee was made and pumpkin syrup added and off we went into the Brentwood yard sales.
First stop was a sale right at the end of the street along from us.  After avoiding ‘Big Game Hunting’ magazines by the pile (I nearly ran away at the mere thought) I spotted my 25c wonder.


He was wobbling on his little weighted base on a ladder in the garage of the garage sale with a sticker on him nearly his size (he is only a couple of inches) which said 25c.
He was mine all mine! I tucked him in my pocket, paid my quarter and off I went,  a happy girl with a teeny penguin in her pocket!

We went exploring some more and came up with earrings to chop up for their vintage glass crystal beadiness, Marvel superhero books and a wonderful architectural stamp set (I can’t wait to make some buildings…..I got it for Bodhi really…)


We admired from afar, a whole pile of yard sticks and a pair of bunny candles!



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I live in St Louis, MO, but I am originally from Lincoln, Great Britain. My family and I have lived in the Mid West for over 15 years now. My blog is where I blog and chat about all kinds of creative stuff.

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