Saturday, August 20, 2011


Today I went over to an auction with my good friend.   We were chasing a 221"Featherlight" at an estate auction.   In truth,  it was a later model, white , Feather weight and it went for way too much money.  I never even had a chance to bid.  A "wheeler dealer" was fighting it out with a local woman who really, really, wanted it.  She got it.   And Betsy and I got a van load of stuff, but no sewing machines.   This could be the start of something new and dangerous.  Auction mania.

1 comment:

  1. Is this like going into the grocery store for milk and coming out with three bags of "sale items" but no milk? Find anything Good?