Today, I was headed to Primitiques to take pictures of some paint by numbers art that I recently acquired. (Here are the pics, if you are inclined.)
As I drove the 5 minute drive, putting on makeup and taking care not to run over any loose livestock, I happened to observe the vehicle on the road in front of me. Travelling in the same direction. A truck, towing a trailer. The trailer was chock full of metal items. This fella was headed to the scrap yard. Oh no! I had to stop him! I was eyeballing stuff and drooling and then I got goofy and took a picture from inside my truck as I was driving. See that cot looking thing with springs on top? I really wanted it.
Crazy! I had all but lipstick on, so I decided it was safe. I pulled up next to him, into the lane that would have oncoming traffic, had there been oncoming traffic, and I made eye contact. The driver unrolled his window and I commenced to yell out that I wanted to buy some stuff out of his truck. Bless his heart, he pulled over and let me pick away. I threw out a price, he looked at his wife like I was nuts, and he started removing the tow chain keeping all the goodies from flying.
Here is the nice man bringing some goods to my truck.
And remember that cot looking thing I mentioned on top of the heap? I got it.
I have been giggling all day long. And the best part? He and his wife have a barn. A barn which is full of lots of old stuff that I might like, she said. he he he We exchanged names, phone numbers and handshakes and I very much look forward to checking out their barn in the near future.
This approach was new for me. But, you can bet I will gladly do this again. Good times on the country roads of Poetry, Texas!
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