And yet another rainy weekend, some terrific sales cancelled or simply postponed or not held.
There are pages and pages of sales on Kijiji and in the Herald, but try as I might there's no drawing a map, not a single one that jumps out at you as being possibly better than the rest. And so I simply hop in my car and drive.
Surprisingly it's not such a bad morning. A couple of Laguoile corkscrews, a handful of expensive looking celluloid pens (promotional remnants) - suitable for work, some bad quartz watches for a dollar worth it if only for the fine leather straps which I can recycle onto other watches, an antique oak mirror, a 30's oak wardrobe for fifty dollars that has me humming and hawing - beveled glass and ornate highlights, I'm saved from myself when the host tells me it's already been sold, other trifles for staff members that couldn't be bothered to attend.
Sunday morning - flea market, nothing, Crossroads - nothing, on to the book fair - $2.00 admission (and where did they come up with the idea to charge admission to used book sales, and worse yet - why do we pay it?), I find a pile of books, Catch 22 and Oxford Dictionary of Quotations for the boy, a copy of Pablo Neruda's "20 love songs and one of despair" in Spanish, for the dishwasher at work, the autobiography of PT Barnum, The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath.
All in all, not a bad weekend. Now this marks the end of Garage Sale Season, there will be more, week 9 and 10 surely, but the bulk, the best of the treasures should have surfaced by now. But still I'll go and we'll see....