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Oh I was bad; went to an auction one block away...

11 years ago
last modified: 11 years ago

A woman on the next block died last winter. She was a sweet person that visited with me many times. She shared cuttings from her garden with me.

The estate had a huge auction on the lawn today. Any- and every-thing you could imagine was being sold. She was a retired school teacher; her husband was a successful wheat farmer, and she...had...stuff. Good stuff. Pretty stuff. Lots of stuff. All kinds of stuff.

Her grown daughter died more than 30 years ago; her challenged son, in his 60s, now lives in another state with an uncle. There are only distant relations here.

I was torn as to whether I should go to the sale, or not. I do not know her out-of-state family. I didn't want to take advantage of her passing. Still, she herself loved a good auction, groups of happy people, and a good sale. She was generous and kind.

I went. I saw. I came home with several - too many - items.

Her husband loved all things "John Deere." They had John Deere everything - a hot commodity here in North Dakota. What wasn't actual farm and gardening equipment was decorative items, or useful items painted in the classic green and yellow.

I came home with a vintage three-piece set of two metal lawn chairs (rockers) and a table. The old 1950s kind. A couple years ago she had taken them to an auto painting business and had all three pieces painted John Deere YELLOW in a tough automotive paint. I loved them in her shady yard. Now I can love them in my shady yard!

I also purchased a small, lacy-look, metal teacup display rack. It holds four saucers on the footed bottom tray and the four matching cups hang from hooks under the handle. English china cups and saucers included.

Add a genuine iron water pump and handle, from her family farm, a flowerpot stand shaped like a filigree ice-cream parlor chair (screaming yellow), a case of twelve, 2-pint Ball canning jars ($2.50), and a small box of assorted costume necklaces, and I called it good.

Oh yes; I bought the hubster a little something, too. A two-year-old huge John Deere riding lawn mower, complete with a double bin grass catcher. I got it at a good, but fair, price and taught a couple farmer dudes to not underestimate the little ole grey-haired gal.

I called DH to let him know I'd be at the auction later than expected, but he should come down and pick up his mower. He was shocked, but when I got home the yard was mowed.

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