Saturday was the annual street sale in Markland Woods, a pretty little warren of streets just west of us, and with dozens of families participating you could spend your entire morning browsing, if you were so inclined. We were all pretty excited to check things out but no one more than Stella who was armed with a fistful of loonies. Within minutes she was sporting a paper crown, a remnant of someone's party at Medieval Times. She usually passes over tatty stuffed animals but today was different. Loonies long gone on Tonka trucks, a puzzle and a hammering thing for Henry she pleaded and begged for a $5 loan to buy a talking pig she insisted was Wilbur from Charlotte's Web but was actually a cast-off Babe. It was about to turn ugly when I spotted this fellow in the free box. He raps. And hops.
Mollifed, we were allowed to continue. I picked up the pink petal ware jug for $2 and the great cake moulds for $1 a piece. Lemon bundt cake and a jell-o ring with shredded carrot and pineapple (my mother's recipe) for our July 1 party! I'm not a golfer but if I were, I'd really have to have this baby blue club bag. A successful day, but the real find turns out to be Hip Hop bunny: his twin brother was later spotted at the Cookstown Antique Market - for $15. Good taste might trump money, but a score beats all.
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