Found some stuff at the garage sale this morning.
Baily liked her dress.
The dumpster in Martell is overflowing.
Some treasures were brought home.
A dog was given love by her master:
And those chairs? Yeah, they were some of the treasure brought home. Memories abound with those chairs, many nights at the cabin around the fire, many afternoons sitting in them with a book or notebook or sketchpad. They've been hidden in that garage for years, but never truly left. They are back now, and will be well-used and loved as they were before.