Gotta be going junking, gotta be going junking

(I should offer a prize to the person who identifies 
the songs that inspire my post titles.)

So, I've been out junking/picking.

Mr. Bad and I went to a wedding up in rural Washington State two weeks ago and we had a spare day to go junkin'. We were waaayyyy off the I-5 corridor, where tourists fail to go. We explored the little towns and simply spent our day following all the yard sale signs to wherever they led. (Yes, Mr. Bad Rabbit is a saint.)

We found an Empire dresser!

We met the most wonderful people. An elderly gentleman showed us his classic cars hidden in a ramshackle garage. He had an old coupe truck that is one of only 7 left. There was another rare car that he has 12 years invested into and it's still not done, mostly because parts of this particular car have been scattered to the 4 corners of the world.

These hubs are from a 1927 Dodge Fast Four.

I love this sort of stuff.

Giant springs!

Nice old toolbox.

Say "Ship Biscuit" 5 times real fast.

There's something about porcelain insulators.

Wheels to something or other ...

 One of our stops.

 

I have a plan for this rusty old trunk. Really. I do.

And some finds from elsewhere.

This birdcage is protecting my hosta from deer. I think I'll look for more cages for the other types of deer food I grow.

My new (old) work table - a future project.   And ... a rabbit.

One of the best parts of last weekend - I got to see my old buddy Cherokee. He's been at my S-I-L's place for a couple years.

An added surprise, look who moved into my kettle!

There's more junkin' ahead, too. The historic little town of Jacksonville is having its annual city-wide garage sale this weekend. There are treasures and antiques galore, drawing people from far and wide. It's quite the event!

Sharing at:
the vintage farmhouse
miss mustard seed
chic on a shoestring decorating
the 36th avenue
embracing change
savvy southern style
my 1929 charmer