The two Sadies (Sylvan’s wife and mother) and I went to the preview Friday night to check out the quilts and then we all went out to dinner at The Bird and Hand.

I am only interested in the antique quilts so it was with some dismay that I saw that they were listed in the first group of twenty five which meant they would go off around 8:30am. I had promised Sylvan’s boys that I would pick them up to go to the auction and this now meant that I had to be at their farm by 7am which meant I had to get up by 6am. I think I have told you before that one of the many reasons keeping me from owning a real farm is that I like to sleep late. As in, I hate to get up early. The Sylvan’s know this and so when we came back from dinner on Friday evening they even offered to let me sleep over at their house. Sylvan asked if I had ever slept at an Amish house before. “Sylvan, you are the only Amish I really know so you know I haven’t, but you do have beds, right?” He said, “Yes, but no TV or hair dryers” and then he laughed. Grandma Sadie said I could sleep on her side on the house too, not that she had a TV or hair dyer either. I actually would have done it except that my muck boots and special long raincoat were back at the faux farm and I couldn’t go to the auction without them. I wonder if it would have been weird to sleep over at their house. You really do go to bed with a lamp. The bathroom is downstairs and what if I had to go in the middle of the night and I couldn’t light the lamp and had to go down the hallway and stairs in the dark and I crashed down the stairs and woke everyone up and broke my leg too! It was better that I drove home!

These are not my quilts because I was too busy bidding to take photos of the ones I purchased. And in case you are wondering, the prices were good not no real bargains. I sort of thought maybe there would be better deals because the rain would keep people away. I wasn’t the only one that thought that and so all the die hards showed up and no one was letting anyone else get a deal.

I went into the antique tent and bought these really pretty oil lamps, they were aqua pressed glass on the bottom with tall hurricane globes and very fragile.  I got them for $20.00 for the pair and was so happy and then the man came over and handed them to me and I was sorry. Not that I now owned them but that I was standing there with a lamp in each hand and I was going to have to carry them around with me. I found a soggy box, tore apart my quilt booklet to wrap the glass and headed out for the first bus back to the lot and my car. Then I got back on the next bus and came back to the auction. I stayed out of the antique tent after that. Quilts are much easier to carry and you get to pick them up at the end of the day. Good thing I didn’t bid on the brass cash register!