09/11/2026
The Auction Haul
WELL. I APPEAR TO HAVE ACQUIRED SOME THINGS.
First, an important update:
I DID NOT BUY THE ACCORDION.
It sold for $25.
And to everyone who was deeply concerned by my earlier lack of appreciation for that beautiful instrument, please accept my sincerest apologies.
I hope its new owner gives it the loving home it deserves.
Now that we’ve settled that matter, let’s discuss what I DID buy:
Villeroy & Boch Dresden Blue nesting bowls. A handmade wooden gameboard. Two fabulous 1940s picnic jugs. A 1950s red plaid Skotch Kooler. A lucite and glass cheese dome. MCM magazine rack. Vintage globe. Handmade child’s hutch. Wooden potato and onion bin. Three fantastic Gurley waving Santa candles. A fantastic three-tier MCM metal flower cart.
And one BIG old pickle jar—the kind that actually sat on a mercantile counter holding pickles roughly a hundred years ago.
You know. The essentials.
There weren’t nearly as many antique dealers at this auction as Wednesday. A huge amount of scrap metal was being sold, and that seemed to be where most of the action was.
Also, there were approximately 100 boxes of canning jars. I don’t know who bought them.
I just know that somewhere tonight, someone is reconsidering every decision that led to loading 100 boxes of jars.
I did lose a few battles. An 18-inch vintage ceramic Christmas tree went beyond my limit. And I wanted an antique cow weathervane with an original lightning-rod glass ball BADLY, but somebody else wanted it with more money.
We have budgets for a reason.
Eventually I packed today’s haul into the Jeep—which, you may recall, was already full of the morning’s haul.
There was technically a little room left.
But there was nothing else I wanted to bid on.
Please recognize the restraint.
And now for the most troubling part of this entire story:
This was my second antique auction this week.
Tomorrow I’m going to a third.
It’s huge. They’re running THREE RINGS.
Obviously I’ll be there.
Take the back road. Find the good junk.
