Today, our now-departed-for-Brooklyn neighbors held an Estate Sale (a term I thought for a long while only applied to the dispersal of items belonging to deceased people, but apparently not - at least, not in this form, run by a professional firm who do all the sorting and labeling and arranging). How could we resist? I mean, there was a lot we could resist, like the unfathomable number of plastic spatulas (spatulae?), and so on, but we came away with a few trophies - a flower jug, a Mexican metal waste bin, a garden pot, and this small blue outside table, which now I've hosed it down is outside the front door. But while it was drying, it was visited by a Towhee, which perched, and then flew off ...
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