OMG! I have died and gone to junk heaven! LOL! It was a beautiful day on Tuesday and I had cleaned enough bathrooms and scrubbed enough floors! So I decided to take a little drive about five miles from here. I took a "country" road that I had driven many, many times to a place I had seen many, many times.
Now, I have lived here in western Washington for almost nine years and travelled by this place at least 3 or 4 times a month. For some unknown reason I could never turn my steering wheel into the driveway. Maybe it was because I was always headed "somewhere else". Maybe it was because of the lack of cars there. Maybe...
Who knows why I had NEVER stopped here before, but on Tuesday I decided that was where I was going. And THAT was one of the best decisions I ever made! As I parked and began to get out of my car I knew immediately I was in heaven. The huge front yard of this old house was filled with treasures from days gone by. Treasures left out to weather their way to rustyhood. As I walked through the yard it was like I couldn't wait to get to the next little table or pile of goods. My face began to hurt from the huge smile on my face. I was like a kid at an Easter egg hunt.
I eventually made my way to the long porch of what had been an old house many years ago! (I think the upper part may still serve as a home.) More treasures, more trash, more wonderful finds! I was beginning to hyperventilate! Most items didn't have price tags on them, many did but had been "weathered" away. But for some reason, I wasn't worried that the prices would be outrageous. It just wasn't that type of place!
And then I found the front entrance. Ahh...an "inside" to this wonderful paradise! Whatever could be behind that closed door! I opened the door slowly and immediately discovered a large room jammed packed with the past! I heard someone in the back room and quietly yelled out "hello"! The man's voice replied and welcomed me in. As I squeezed through the little cubbies throughout this huge room, my face began to hurt even more! This was not your typical antique store. No little displays nicely set up to appeal to your eyes! No...it was just everything you could imagine strewn everywhere you could imagine! Under tables, on tops of cabinets, high shelves, treasures under treasures! I walked through the room twice, stopping briefly to speak to the kitty that was greeting me in one corner, before the gentleman from the back made his appearance. A quite nice, older man, with a little pot belly and rugged look. He told me his name was John. I told him how much I loved his place here, and how I had driven by it SO many times throughout the years without ever stopping. His reply indicated to me that I wasn't the only person to have done this. Thus the reason for always seeing a lack of cars there.
I handed John my finds from outside, asking for prices on everything. I knew I wouldn't be disappointed or have to set anything back. And I didn't. I then decided to take another look outside, only to discover more finds. And once back in I had to make one last trip through.
John has found a new and faithful customer! I will no longer be afraid to turn that steering wheel when riding by this wonderful paradise on earth! Yes...he will be seeing a lot of me from now on! I have discovered a junker's paradise!
Oh...one last thing...my finds during my first visit...you can still see the dirt on the bottles and the leaf in the enamel bowl!