There have been slim pickins around here for garage sales since the end of June, so I was very excited about the MacGrove neighborhood sales. It’s certainly not the biggest, but it is one of the only ones going in late August. I look forward to this one every year, check out my posts about 2014 and 2015.
My sister picked me up bright and early on Saturday and we headed out. And actually, it wasn’t really all that bright. It was overcast and cool, and every once in a while we’d get a little drizzled on, but luckily it didn’t rain heavily.

The very first sale we stopped at had the little blue suitcase, that wicker case and the darling kid sized ice cream parlor chairs. You know I couldn’t resist those!

The second sale we stopped at had the desk, or console table … I think it could be used as either … and either way, it’s gorgeous. I’m giving it ‘find of the day’ status.

That old ‘antiquing’ style paint job has to go. I’m envisioning it with a chippy milk paint makeover. I hope I can do it justice!
Things kinda went downhill from there though. We found a smattering of stuff here and there, but nothing really amazing.
I did pick up some more wooden spoons. I’m not an expert, but these look hand-carved to me. Does anyone know how to tell? The seller was an elderly woman and she told me they were antiques.

I also brought home this trio of travel books.

Unfortunately, I’m not planning a trip to Paris anytime soon. However, I like to throw together some themed baskets of goodies for my occasional sale and I can see these books together with some other Paris themed items.
I also bought this lovely etched glass jar. This would be perfect in the bathroom filled with cotton balls or q-tips.

I also picked up this vintage looking (is it? isn’t it?) split wood basket.

With apple season coming up, you never know when you might need a basket like this.
We called it quits on the garage sales by about 11:30 because we were both starving. We headed over to Grand Avenue and ended up at The Uptowner. I thought my sister would appreciate the ambiance of this greasy spoon diner. I think we both made a tactical error in ordering lunch items instead of breakfast though. I don’t know what we were thinking. In a place famous for its breakfast, why would you order lunch?

Then, since we were at the corner of Lexington Parkway and Grand, I decided to show my sister one of the back ways to return to my house. We drove north up Lexington, which is one of my favorite roads in the city as it winds through Como Park. We ended up stopping at the Como Streetcar Station and taking a little walk around that neighborhood.

The historic homes around Como Lake are gorgeous.

It was the perfect way to cap off our day.


























You see, Aunt Lu never had any children of her own so she enjoyed having various nieces and nephews come to stay. And sadly, what comes of having no direct descendants is a big tub of photos that got shoved into someone’s attic after she passed away. None of the South Dakota relatives seemed to want Lu’s photos.





































