You never know what you're going to find.
Sometimes you strike out big time with a whole Saturday morning spent in and out of the car, looking through other people's things that they've deemed unworthy to stay in their homes any longer.
Sometimes you find a little toy that was a shiny quarter that will break most assuredly before you even make it back home.
And then there are sometimes when you find something remarkable. Something that speaks to your soul. Something you will regret it for the rest of your life if you don't snag it. You may even try and haggle to get the price lower for it, or you may have even been willing to pay double just to make it yours. Yours forever.
That's what you call a yard sale treasure.
And my boy found a doozie, one magical day out yard sailing in North Bend, Wa.
My boy and his Peruvian flute.
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