During my travels to Thrift Stores, we also visit an occasional Auction.
This week we were in West Melbourne, Florida where we attended an antique auction.
Sitting there among about 150 people, after browsing among many tables of merchandise, sifting through "box lots" ( boxes of stuff that goes for one price) I began listening to the light chatter around me.
A man and his wife in their 70's were really keen on being the winning bidders on a 1940's Buck Rogers toy ray gun. " I don't care how much it is, just get it" the wife stated. The auction began and they were the winning bidders to the tune of more than $250...for this tiny little 3 inch treasure. They left, however before the auction was over after wife said " I don't care about that ray gun...my back is killing me ..lets go". And off they went!
Then I tuned in to a lady in front of me who was making it her business to sneer and jeer after every winning bidder. She was telling the folks next to her that she was there EVERY WEEK and then randomly starting telling them about "how the auctioneer drinks too much...the lady in the front in the blue shirt always looks dazed...and to look at those weird clothes that man to the side had on"
After this and a few other strange conversations I started to hear Rod Serling's voice saying "You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. That's the signpost up ahead - your next stop, the Twilight Zone!"
Not only the conversations but some of the prices these collectibles brought were astounding. After about 35 minutes into the auction I began to wonder if I would walk away with any treasures that were within my budget.
Then quicker than you can say "we now return you to your regularly scheduled program" the prices started to get lower, the people started to thin out, and then it was MY turn to bid. Here are some of my auction treasures:
A great little pink pedal car
Holt Howard Pixie Ware
These beautiful art nouveau - like platters
And my favorite funky find was this Zebra/Horse made out of iron!
(With an honorable mention to the vintage concrete deer in the background)





