Okay, that’s going too far. Today started out a little on the chilly side but ended up being a warm and beautiful day. Here’s how the morning played out: not a cookbook in sight. Seriously, not even one. I went to two estate sales and a moving sale…nothing.
I did end up with a lot of art and some jewelry. Wanna see?
The first sale was a moving sale and they were open early. This small framed painting caught my eye. It’s a beautiful combination of colors. I asked the lady having the sale if she was the artist of the painting. She said no, but that I was making a good investment as she had purchased it at a gallery.
Here’s the painting:
My next two sales were both at 8am. One started yesterday and the other is an estate sale. I choose to go to the estate sale. I’m there with about fifteen minutes to spare. But it looks like I’m about the seventh person in line—I guess the chill in the air has kept the line down? Or, if this is the sale I remember from an email, there is a collection of Grandma Moses prints inside. And that looked to be highlight of the sale. I bet someone up at the front of the line will make a beeline straight to those prints.
The door opens and I walk around the front of the living room, the upstairs bedrooms and downstairs. Nothing. Even in the kitchen, I didn’t see anything. I rounded the corner out of the kitchen and into the back of the living room. Hidden in the corner are the Grandma Moses prints. In fact, there’s a stack that includes a boxed collection of Andrew Wyeth prints as well.
So, should I sink some dough into these? Why not. Here they are:
Hubby and I both loved the one titled “Teel's Island.” But there are so many in that collection. My friend Janet just had a birthday on Friday and she loves Andrew Wyeth. I think she may get her pick of the box!!!
The last stop is another estate sale—but by a very high end company. I’ve never been able to afford anything at one of their estate sales. Sure enough, I walk around the house and there’s nothing in my price range. I can honestly say that I’ve never had a spare $695 for an antique chest of drawers.
On the way out the door, I notice a tabletop filled with jewelry boxes and small trinket boxes. Those small trinket boxes are $45. There’s a plain wooden box that catches my eye but no price tag—and when I opened the lid, it was filled with buttons. There’s another box under a $145 Wedgewood Leaf. The tag says it’s an antique leather jewelry box and when I lift the lid, it’s filled with jewelry. Do they know jewelry is in there?
I sift through and find two pieces that interest me. One is a rhinestone studded leaf that looks like a bookmark or broach. The other is a glass cameo pin surrounded by an oval of rhinestones and pearls at the top and bottom. I buy them and bring them home for a little cleaning.
Let's hope that next week will get me back on track with at least one cookbook.