Things Which I Didn't Buy

As a kid, I loved yard sales and flea markets. Weren't flea markets a thing in the 1970's? Like a crow attracted to shiny objects, one never knew what unique treasures one would find among the odds and ends.

Thankfully, we have spent half our lives moving around, so it was best to keep junk to a minimum. Later, after buying an apartment, we never had the space to collect too much junk. I did try photographing some of our world souvenirs once, but gave up before the process was complete.

To this day, I have a strong urge to collect stupid things. So, rather than actually do so, I'm going to photograph all the things which I, thankfully, didn't buy.



Which did I need less, a corn-on-the-cob serving dish or a piggy bank with lashes and a pink ribbon? Fortunately, the thrift shop still has both.