Yard Sales Just Aren’t Worth It
But we’ll keep having them, just to have a reason to say, “I’m just going to give this stuff away–it’s not worth anything.” Friday night I loaded doors and sawhorses to make tables into Joe’s truck and took them to Michele and Frank’s yard. Ben and his girlfriend Jennifer (an old Ballet friend of KK’s) were having a yard sale, and Michele offered to help me price stuff if I wanted to put anything in it. KK got more stuff together than I did. I said she could have the money for England–only about $100, but more than we had before the yard sale.
They cleaned everything up while I went to ACRES OF LAND, a new vineyard/winery at Poosey Ridge here in Madison County. My FOREPHS club (4 f’s meaning faculty, former faculty, and friends of St. Mark) had lunch and then a tour of the winery. Very interesting–just a tobacco farm that the son inherited after his 84 year old dad died (farmed until the day he died)and wanted to figure out a way to keep. Decided to try growing grapes–Kentucky was the 3rd largest grape producer in the U.S. in the early 1900’s.
They also grow tomatoes, silver queen corn, green beans, herbs,etc. so that their chef had fresh everything right outside his door. They say they try to buy all their meats locally and produced without antibiotics or steroids. They have a mini-farmer’s market in their wine shop. The restaurant used to be the tobacco barn. The home place may become a bed and breakfast. On Sept. 8th they are having a big party for $25 a ticket which includes a buffet dinner, wine tasting and dancing to music by a Mike Rousculp-like band called the TORQUES. Sounds like fun.
It made me think of what Kelley Ridge could be — “if I were a rich man, yah-dah-deedle-deedle-didle-didle-deedle-deedle-dum. . . “