North of Forty

Yard saled Satiday--the first one was a sad little affair, I bought a microfiber duster for .75 to be perlite. I ended with a couple of bangs--an estate sale that I thought I was late getting to and a moving sale. Some where in the middle I picked up a couple of small civil war portraits in small wooden cases and a presciption box from a Cashmere, Wa pharmacy dated in 1910 for some worming medication for someone named Parker.

The pink bike was taken out for an inaugural ride. Whee!