Nate and I are sitting in a barn in Irvine, Kentucky. The isle is filled with tables of "treasures" to be auctioned. A few black shaggy dogs walked around with their tongues hanging out. It was hot!
We used to enjoy going to auctions in MI. Nate would come home with a bunch of boxes. We would go through the stuff. I would find something useful for the home or something antique. Nate found the tools. Then it all went in the junk or gave it away. Today, Nate watched old coins sell. I would sit in the folding chair in the sun and pray for cool breezes and thank God for them when they came. I brought along a book to read and dozed a bit from the ongoing sound of the auctioneer. We both got a bit of sunburn.
Nate was interested in a carriage. As I browsed around I found hurricane lamps, a nice black saddle with a swede seat and small silver diamond studs bordering the skirting and finders.
It took awhile to get to the carriage. The auctioneer went to the shade trees and sold off the long row of farm implements. Then the carriage. It went for more that we could afford. It went for $675. We stayed around to watched the guns sell. One pistol sold for $6,000! There were gun dealers and coin dealers at this auction waiting for a good deal.
We never did get to the saddle. The guns took forever to sell. We bought one box lot. It was a cow horn powder keg. We gave it to our Pastor. What else was in the box? Those rubber coin holders...a bunch, key ring tape measurers...a bunch, a butterfly knife and a winchester knife. Our day at the auction cost $6.50.
We do have a question. Does anyone know what the last picture above is used for? It's a round block of solid wood on three legs. On the side is a switch to turn it on and off and a cord to plug in. It was very heavy.
The drive there and back was like a roller coaster ride. Up and down. Around and round for two hours. I drove home. I was about sick on the drive there. It was a nice day away visiting with people and spending time with Nate. Who knows when there will be another auction or time to go to one.