For the first time in quite a while we were able to go to the Downtowner for Saturday morning breakfast and run errands to the bank, post office and feed store.
There was a car show on the courthouse lawn and Larry wanted to have a look. I like old cars but don't care about looking at the in depth, so I went across the street to one of those shops that go beyond the name "junk" to another level entirely.
Sometimes I find treasures there, sometimes not. Today was a good day. I'd been looking for an older slotted spoon but most are $4 and up in the shops I've visited. Today I scored a red-handled on for 50 cents. Happy me!
In the stacks of musty books I found 3 more volumes of the My Book House series. These books were my introduction to fairy and folk tales and I have good memories of hours spent reading and re-reading them. Today's volumes were $2 each; a quick look online told me I could find them for $1, but shipping would put them around $4 each so I think I did all right on these.
As I was about to leave I spotted a countertop full of silverplate. $1.00 each, the sign said. We've been using my mother's silverplate for the past year and I've been augmenting it from time to time on eBay so that I will have enough when all the family visits. I still needed soup spoons, salad forks and teaspoons, and I found nice ones of all three in the piles today. A quick cleaning when I got home brought back their shine. Matching? Of course not, but that's the fun of using vintage items, isn't it?
This afternoon I've been working on the story I've been researching. Today I'm creating my list of sources, and thinking about the various versions of the tale. Where does truth hide? There is much I will never be able to find out; time has passed, the people are gone and much was not written down or passed on. So I think about the story, learn about the people and then decide how things must have happened--what was most likely and what parts of the story were exaggerated by imaginations and storytellers over the years. Yesterday evening we drove to the place where the story supposedly took place, and I will post those photos tomorrow.
As for the peppers, apples and other garden work to be done--tomorrow. Thank goodness for tomorrow.