Lately I have been encountering foxes and owls quite frequently, both figuratively and literally. It all started when my girlfriend and I drove out to the country to watch the meteor shower a couple of weeks ago. We didn't have an actual place to go, we just wanted to get away from the light pollution of the city and figured maybe we'd find somewhere decent to watch the stars from and after driving around for way too long we finally gave up and just went down a random gravel road, stopped on the side of it and rolled down our windows to get a preview of the sky before we actually got out of the vehicle.
I turned the engine off and my girlfri
I have always been interested in collecting rare and interesting items; I'm always scouring garage sales, storage unit auctions, flea markets and just about any event where items can be purchased secondhand. When you spend great amounts of time getting to know the community of folks who deal in such things you begin to develop leads and learn of events or methods of finding sales that the average joe knows nothing about. It was about two weeks ago that I was invited to what is probably the most exclusive and secretive second hand treasure sale that there is.
The event is called The Holiday and takes place once a month in the wood