I have a terrific junking partner but this is the only photo I have of her. She looks for marked pottery; I look for .... junk. Or, Rusty Goodness, as I prefer to say. Never will you find us rolling on the ground fighting over the same Find.
My other junking partner has no interest in competing for the good stuff. He's in it for cookies. And a chance to pee in new places. Too bad he can't share the driving - he's almost blind, I'm pretty sure all he sees are big fuzzy blobs.
So, every weekend we're out there, on the hunt. You never know what you'll run across so better get there early, before the good stuff is gone. Later I'll post photos of some of the more interesting items I've stumbled across.