The best bargains are still at garage sales

For no good reason that I can think of, I awoke at 4:30 AM. But it was a good thing I did. The garage sale across the street was at a fast rock n’ roll cadence by 7:30 AM. I moseyed on over like I had no interest in someone’s second hand junk
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It was then that I spotted the blown glass swans mounted atop a mirrored, rotating music box that plays Swan Lake. My sister collects both swans and music boxes. It came at a hefty price of twenty-five cents. Then came the solid brass unicorn for another whopping twenty-five cents. One of my dearest friends collects unicorns. It weighs in at almost two pounds.
I had to dig out two quarters for a sack full of jewelry and stickpins. One of them was a solid brass unicorn.

Rounding out the long, grueling trip across the street in 76-degree weather during July, I purchased a working dinosaur skeleton, some cd’s [now playing] and other gift items. Now saddled with a single digit debt, I spotted two large antique matching pillows still in the original packages. Mine, not a gift, mine. As I returned with more than I could carry, an old saying came to mind. “Used to be a hand full of money got you a sack full of groceries. Now a sack full of money gets you a hand full of groceries.” Not at yard sales it doesn’t.