It was very busy and very festive. (Me, I just sat on the steps and read the paper.)
You know what they say about Yard Sales. Something for everyone.
At our house? Mistah sold books.
Lots of books.
Tons of books.
Miles of books.
He also made a lot of friends. He gave a guy he knows a beer from our keg (it was a very festive day), and he gave an older woman he
picked up met a seat in our Westy. Wait a minute . . .
. . . apparently he also gave her a free hot dog.
Our neighbor Ron was selling a giant mirror. You know how that works. Makes the whole street look bigger.
And oh, the fun you can have . . .
Later in the day our friend Jill organized the books into 2 neat columns.
Because that's what Jill has to do. Make order out of chaos.
The charcoal grill was roaring, blowing smoke everywhere, Mister Dibble protected himself from the elements, and we all had a grand time.