I took a rare Friday off from work, namely to get ready for our own yard sale planned for the following day.

I saw this sign while out running an errand and thought what the hell. It was in old Ballard and you don’t see sales there very often.

The sale was listed as: AN ATTEMPT AT MINIMALISM. SELLING EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN. Hmmm … that sounds a little like our sale. What am I doing?!? Didn’t I make a commitment to get rid of stuff?

Here is a small list of what the guy was selling:

AMERICAN ANTIQUES ART BACKPACKS BACKPACKING GEAR BASKETS BIRD CAGES BOOKS BOTTLES BUTTONS CAMPING GEAR CASSETTES CERAMICS CLOTHES CRYSTALS CURIOSITIES DECORATIVE ITEMS EPHEMERA FOUND PHOTOS FRUIT BOXES FURNITURE GOOD SHIT HIKING GEAR INSTRUCTIONAL BOOKS IMAGE RESOURCE JARS JEWELRY KIDS CLOTHES LAMPS MAGAZINES MEDICINE BOTTLES NATIVE AMERICAN BLAKETS ORIGINAL ART PLANTS POCKET KNIVES POSTERS POTS PILLOWS QUILTS RECORDS RUGS TAROT DECKS TERRARIUMS TEST TUBES TEXTILES TOYS UMBRELLAS VINTAGE WOVEN TAPESTRIES

The sale was in a very small and cute loft style apartment and it was packed with stuff. He planned to have it for three more days and another weekend, since he has a storage space filled also.

He seemed to think it was a little odd that I wanted to take a couple of photos, but then he offered me a tall can of beer. Um, no thanks. Not before 10:30 AM. What I really wanted to take a photo of was this silly button. What?

I couldn’t tell if he was a picker or just a junker, but he had tons of Indian blankets, backpacks and bags.

And these amazing (not for sale) paintings.

Pretty cool little sale.