Last week, my husband mentioned an antique farm equipment auction that he wouldn’t mind going to. The list did sound inviting. There were a couple antique VW Bugs listed, an old Jeep, a gazillion old tractors, and a list that didn’t seem to have an end to it. I am an antique/auction buff, but I wasn’t convinced that getting up at the crack of dawn on a Saturday to drive a considerable distance sounded that inviting. Nor, was I doing cartwheels at the thought of standing out in the cold for very long either. We went to bed Friday night without making any definitive decision whether we were, or weren’t going to the auction.
When I woke up Saturday morning the sun was shining bright, and I felt like an adventure. I’m a spur of the moment kind of girl. Things seem so much more fun when you don’t plan every detail. We hurried around, and were soon on our way. The temperature, 25 degrees.
When we got to the auction, vehicles were bumper to bumper on both sides of the highway, and on a side road that ran past the farm. The crowd almost scared us away.
I decided to take a few pictures at the auction, while hubby watched some of the items sell.
The crowd, and the mud were unreal.
Our bid number 630. A sure sign that I wasn’t the only one who woke up with cabin fever. We left the auction empty-handed. A good thing I suppose. We decided as long as we were out and about, we might as well make a day of it. We took pictures of gigantic bison/or buffalo (how do you tell?) grazing in a field. Man, have you ever see those things up close? HUGE…
We went shopping at the dollar store. Can you say big spender? I’ll show you my purchase in another post I’m planning. We opted to eat lunch somewhere that we had never ate before, visited the Country Max and Tractor Supply Store to see all the critters. And, I found a new buggy I like too.
We accidentally came across The Patriot Flag flying in Seneca Falls. A tribute to all those who perished in 9/11. This was a truly incredible sight, especially when local firefighters, law enforcement personnel, and citizens crowded the parking lot to memorialize their fallen comrades on such a cold day.
The last thing we did on our way home? Stop to take a picture of the some of the white deer at the old Seneca Army Depot. I have to wonder about this place. Tall fences with barbed wire tops keep the people out, and the animals in.
You don’t have to go miles away from your home to find interesting things to see. I hope you enjoyed the adventure, and I challenge everyone to pick a day, and find things in your own area to enjoy and share.
