
Wicker chicken in a basket

Rock shaped candle

Array of snow globes
Vanoy St. - Edgewood “Yard Sale and Fundraiser”
Clement Ave. -Virginia Highlands “Yard Sale”5th Street - Midtown “Yard Sale”
After a long bike ride that took me from Edgewood to Grant Park and Up to the Tech campus I headed through Midtown hoping that some of yesterdays canceled sales might be happening today. This sale was in the front yard and side driveway of a home that was broken up into several apartments. The seller told me she had just come back from living in Hawaii and was clearing some clutter out of this building. The iron fence in front was covered in Mardi Gras beads, and a sled was hanging from the fence near the stairs. In the front yard was a tub full of bottled water in hope of sales to Dogwood festival goers, another tub filled with plush animals and a third with spools of ribbon. Two tables in the front yard held some candles a coffee maker, some glassware and a hair curler. There was a lot more stuff around the side but most appeared to have that look of junk that was stored in a basement for too many years. Here I found some clothing, a few CD, a pair of walkie-talkies and some luggage.
I bought a bottle of water.
7th St. - Midtown "Yard Sale"
This sale was a bit smaller than the prior one but the stuff appeared to be a lot newer. Piled up in a driveway I found a box of books one of which was “Beer Drinking Games” a large framed print of Munch’s “The Scream” and an original oil painting of w woman in a leotard. Three celebrity dolls still in their boxes included an Aaron Carter, a Beyonce and a James Dean. The Dean was selling for $10 while the newer celebs were just $2 each. There was a rack of men’s shirts, some computer games, a voodoo kit and a plastic Jesus. Leaning against a fence was a large golden paper mache’ xmas nutcracker figure.
Highland Ave. - Inman Park “Moving Sale”
This was the largest sale of the three sales and had stuff inside and outside this small home on Highland. In the frnt yard two women watched over a large collection of plastic toys and children’s clothing. Among the toys was a large yellow plastic car racing set with a figure eight track. Near it was a set of toy drums with a flame motif and a pile of plush toys topped with a Twinky Winky, the noted Teletubby with questionable gender issues. Also outside was a large box filled with jars of silkscreen ink and two stacks of faux plaster books that may have once held up a coffee table.
Inside the house was a mess with lots of art, art supplies clothing and a sink with dirty dishes. A small bookshelf housed “What to expect in the Toddler years”, “Witchcraft in Europe”, “Creativity”, “Baby Let’s Eat” and “The Penny Whistle Party Planner”. In front of the bookshelf was a pair of small gel plastic jellyfish. Above the shelf was a lamp with a fake fur shade and a bongo drum. In the back rooms of the shotgun home was a closet full of clothing including a USPS mail carrier’s shirt. A wide selection of painting and artwork hung about the rooms including a magic eye print, a oversized abstract and a painting of a clown.
I bought nothing.
Mt. Royal Dr. “Estate Sale”
I went here to meet the photographer from the AJC who was taking my picture for a feature story on yard sales that’s coming out later this week. After capturing me in various poses examining selected items, I began my inspection of the assorted clutter. The driveway of this small ranch house off Briarcliff Rd was dominated by a large gray sectional sofa. Behind it was a disassembled ceiling fan placed on a chair. Two large wing chairs also occupied space in the driveway. Also outside was a Sony amplifier and a large curved brush that the seller said was for use in the shower.
Inside the sellers were set up in the living room. That area contained mostly a vast selection of popular hardcover novels by writers such as Steele, McBain and Crichton.
In the dining room was a full set of china, some candles, an old Yashica camera, a Decatur Federal Ashtray and a poster of Ellis Island. On the wall was a remarkable large portrait of a lady in a resplendent dress holding a camellia. In the window of the same room was a old bottle containing a clear liquid labeled “Pain Oil”
In onw bedroom was a cookie jar in the shape of an obese policeman , a tea set with images of German cities, a Singer sewing machine and two overly happy ceramic Easter bunnies.
There was a partial basement below the home that held a variety of clutter. There I found some broken Hummel figurines, a piece of wood labeled “From the Yew tree at Stokes Poge Church, a cypress knee, some mugs, a ceramic horse and some Halloween décor. Some music features lps by Rita Coolidge and Diana Ross while one cassette simply bore the hand written label “Jimmy’s Demo”. Several others cassettes were labeled “feel good rock”. Also in the basement was a radio shaped like a world globe with rusty battery contacts.
I bought nothing.
I had planned to take Cindy to Bellingrath Gardens near Mobile over Spring break but she had a show at GSU and I needed to get my photo taken for an AJC story so we stayed in town. On Thursday we did get a chance to take a day trip to the much closer Barnsley Gardens near Adairsville. Barnsley is a resort/corporate retreat built on the grounds of an old plantation that had fallen on hard times. Upon our arrival I found the rows of overly neat faux Victorian cottages and the empty crouquet courts reminded me of the village in the TV series The Prisioner. I had vision of visiting corporate execs being chased by large balloons when they wandered too near the edge of this placid settlement. The gardens themselves around the ruins of the original plantation house were well kept but not as extensive as I had hoped. But Barnsley was sadly lacking in the principal feature that had drawn me towards Bellingrath- young ladies clad in antebellum dresses waving at visitors to the lush gardens. But the Barnsley’s museum housed in the home that replaced the ruined mansion did yield some interesting history. The centerpiece of the historical display was the ancient blood stain on the floor where one Barnsley scion had shot his brother. It seems that in the 1920’s brother Preston a prize fighter with the moniker K.O. Dugan was arguing with his brother Harry over a mule (a common argument in the south at the time). The disagreement escalated and K.O. pull out a revolver and did in Harry. There was no information on what happened to the mule but the blood stain remains on the pine floor and a poorly aimed bullet remains lodged in a door.
Adairsville a short distance away is a pleasant albeit unremarkable burg. A line of storefronts facing the railroad tracks houses the usual collection of antique stores and small restaurants found in nearly every small downtown these days. The one remarkable business at the end of the block was Ed’s Karaoke, not a bar with a karaoke but just a little family singing joint. I did notice by way of a sign posted on the door of city hall that this municipality did still have the good sense to observe religious holidays in these humanist times. The sign proclaimed that the city of Adairsville would be closed on Good Friday.
Yesterday I had noticed lots of signs and ads for sales in my neighborhood but was afraid I would not be able to visit them all since I planned to march in the peace demonstration that started at noon. But in the morning there was a steady rain and most of the sales were cancelled anyway. But a few sellers persisted and the skies cleared in time for the march.
McLendon Ave. - Lake Claire “Yard Sale”
7th St. – Midtown “Yard Sale”