Christmas cardinals

My mission for last Sunday called for driving out to Denio’s swap meet in hope of discovering some sort of well-loved furniture piece for my all-too empty house; I wasn’t quite sure what I wanted, but it was a good excuse to get outside for a bit. Once I’d arrived and parked, I soon found myself wandering aimlessly among the crowded stalls, and it dawned on me that while I’d managed to get myself there, I didn’t really want to be there. I wasn’t sure where I did want to be; but since there was plenty of room to just walk, I made the circuit and shot a few photos before leaving without buying anything. I repeated this performance at the Antique Trove in Roseville (which is absolutely huge, by the way). Here I shot only one photo, but I did buy a book there (The Hiker’s Hip Pocket Guide to Sonoma County, Third Edition) before heading back home.

Evoking train journeys of yesteryear at the Antique Trove

“The lure that made Lake Erie the ‘Walleye Capital of the World!'”

This small cream pitcher sparked an obscure but warm childhood memory

I’m always attracted to old clocks — even the broken ones