My neighborhood garage sale

Bernal Heights had its annual garage sale today. We sold a ton of stuff last year, and this year we have less. As it should be.

I doubt we'll even participate next year.

I had some plants to get rid of, including these daylilies I bought for my client's garden but did not use.



(actually, that's Epilobium canum on the right.)

Some natives. L-to-R Ribes malvaceum, Ceanothus 'Ray Hartman', Berberis nevinii.



$1 each. They all sold.

I sold a leather jacket I haven't worn since...I can't even remember. $20.



I've been selling my comic book collection on EBay for about a year now. I sold off the rest of it today for $100.



I meant to include these busts from my grandmother's house in last year's sale, but they were in a closet and I forgot about them. Hideous! But someone bought them today for $5 (and I think they're actually worth much more).



The idea is to sell stuff tho', not to pay off the mortgage. Guy says we made $260. (It's all going toward Penny's vet bill.) In general, I think Americans have lost the spirit of the garage sale where you sell stuff cheap. Instead, people expect to make a lot of money.

This lady wanted $25 each for these shells. They were big, like melons. I thought, "Lotusland!" But $75 for all three? I didn't even try to haggle with her.



I didn't buy any pots





Or tools.



I didn't buy any women's shoes



or snowglobes.



I didn't buy any paintings



or plates.



I didn't buy chairs



or drums



or creepy Zuni fetish dolls.



No posters of dogs playing poker



or Cheryl Ladd-era Charlie's Angels.



However, I did buy an aloe. That one in the blue, square, 4" pot in the middle right--for $1.



And I contemplated having spiral-cut junipers. But I would like to have ones much taller than these. And not now.



Maybe someday.