10/09/2009

Friday - Paperwork, Two yard sale prizes, and Inspector Morse

Paperwork. Paperwork. Paperwork. So we were not ready to leave for PA until after 1 PM. Friday afternoon on the start of a holiday week-end the traffic on Hwy 270 was heavy, stop and go in some places. This gave us a chance to enjoy the changing foliage. I love Fall when the trees begin to show their colors.

At Thurmont we noticed a huge yard sale on the other side of the divided highway. Not too hard to turn around and go back. On the flat top of a grassy knoll a dozen people had spread out their wares. My kind of place. We wandered through tables and peered down at blankets spread on the grass, searching for a find. I passed up a lot of possibilities but I came away with a surprise find - a 1930s scrapbook. The fragile yellowed pages are filled with greeting cards pasted in by someone - I am sure it was a woman or girl. They are carefully arranged and fill the air with memories of the graphics of the period. My two dollar prize. And timely, I have a collection of old scrapbooks and my interest in this has been revived recently.

And, just what I wanted - an eight inch cast iron skillet. The seller told me a method to remove the rust and restore it to fine cooking order. Its waiting for corn-bread batter. $3. An hour's worth of fun and two prizes for $5. Jim was grinning all the way back to the car.

As we came into Biglerville we stopped at the Thomas-Harbaugh Library to leave promo cards for my Second-Hand Rose program November 5. They also have a really good movie selection so last night we watched an Inspector Morse Mystery - "Greeks Bearing Gifts." We have missed John Thaw who created this wonderful characterization of Inspector Morse. Good plot and welcome to Oxford and environs.

2 comments:

Granny Sue said...

Good finds, Ellouise! and he was right about the cure for the cast iron. Works every time. When ours get too crusted I put them in the wood stove to burn off the junk, then re-season just as you described.

The scrapbook sounds like a real treasure.

Mary said...

What fun! At our last Java G's event, one teller shared the story of her grandmother's cast iron skillets -- I've just started using my mom's old one. I was dismayed when she said that at some point the iron gets too brittle and breaks. I had never heard that .. . at least I'm forewarned.