I love stuff.
Not big stuff, like yachts or Ferarri's.
But little stuff.
Chotzkies.
Okay....junk?
This past weekend was heaven.
Hubby and I went to an antique fair in Bouckville, New York - just south of Utica.
STUFF!!!
And more stuff:
And then, right in the middle of our cruising all the stuff, a wicked storm:
Thunder. Lightning.
Ironically, we had just bought two lightning rods (for my garden).
Luckily, my husband was carrying them, not me.
But then the storm passed and all was right with the world. (That guy's shirt says: I Buy Guitars & Amps.)
Back to shopping for more STUFF.
2 comments:
Not sure why I have this sudden, strange compulsion, but I. Want. Me. A. Chicken.
Don't let Susan at Chicken Spaghetti catch sight of those chickens...
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