Late yesterday afternoon, I stopped here.  A huge barn sale in the middle of farm country.
Apparently, this event has been happening once a year, for many years, on Memorial Day
weekend.  This was my first visit, and it was so interesting that I wanted to share it with all
of you.  Please join me at this sale, via these few pictures;

The day was gorgeous!  There were many rooms, in the barns and in the house, filled with
treasures, some very old and some newer.  The one thing that was constant, was the low
prices, and the creativity of the farm folk who hosted it.

The family dog was soaking up the afternoon sun, while taking in the activity surrounding the sale.

One of the ladies who hosted the sale, along with her daughter, planted all these small herb
gardens, using any old container they could find.  I could smell hints of fresh basil as I
walked through their collections of planters.

Beside the barn, I observed this farmer raking the hay field, totally oblivious to the crowds of
people visiting the sale.  Honestly, I felt like I had stepped back into another time in history.
These hard working people live a unique lifestyle in the midst of the 21st century.

Tables were filled with crystal and pretty flowered china dishes.

Other tables had piles of linens, some done with counted cross stitching, some with
knitted pieces, and many done with quilting.  I thought of the hours and hours of time
these women put into masterpieces such as these.  Without televisions, the internet, and
phones, they spend their time in other ways.

This particular old comforter or quilt, with some frayed edges, was priced at $ 1.00.

 I smiled as I passed the wooden crate with this little guy.  I wondered what his history
included?

Old agate and tin pots were filled with vibrant colored plantings.

As I got in my car I was captivated by the scene I saw up the road.  This farmer was transporting a huge pile of flattened cardboard boxes.  What a fascinating sight! 

I watched the wagon and boxes slowly make it's way into the driveway of the farm across
the street from where I was parked.

The hour I spent at this barn sale certainly proved to be a worthwhile adventure for me.
As I reflected back over my visit, I thought to myself. This is one of the many freedoms
allotted to us in America, that people can choose to live a lifestyle like this.
For some reason, I thought you all might enjoy sharing this visit with me, although I
do wish you could visit it all in person.

I close this post by sharing the old wooden shutter I saw painted with these words.  My wish
for each of you, is that you might have this simple pleasure too.

Happy Memorial Day to you all!