The spring day was a lazy day, the kind of day that makes a writer dream of writing. But
when she’s married to a man who loves to attend auctions, sometimes she must accept
his invitation to go look at what’s for sale on the day before the auction. So . . . although
I wanted to stay home and write, I grabbed my camera and dutifully set out with the man
of my dreams. We passed by the magnificent animals in this picture and snap went my
camera. And that was the beginning of this story in photos.
There’s nothing like the real thing, and this little colt is real. I’d like to take it home with me but it’s not for sale.
So much for our preview of the items for auction. Nothing there was interesting enough to warrant a trip back
out tomorrow. Nothing except the beautiful brown horse statue. It might be a great prompt for my next western!
I wonder . . . is there room for it beside my desk?
Thank you for taking us with you to the auction Freeda! Next best thing to being there.
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It really was a beautiful day, just not my idea to go. lol Had fun though.
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Great photos! Sassy certainly appears to live up to her name. š
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Yes! I couldn’t believe those cats! It was a flea-market going out of business. The lady told me they were her cats and that the yellow one was Sassy. I had my story, right then! lol
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Brilliant poetry fodder there, Freeda.
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I keep hanging in here. š So maybe some new poems will crop up. lol
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very nice…Never been to an auction…but, flea marketing is my passion!
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I would rate it a 10, the pictures sure tell the story of the auction.
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Thanks. It was a good day. The cats were amazing. Friendly and so cute! There was a third one. A black one, but I didn’t get a good picture of it.
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