One Man's Trash...

In Dibbida Dibbida SOLD, I told you about the annual auction we visit. 

We hit it again over the weekend.

Never disappoints.

Our girls stuck out like sore thumbs in their pink jackets and boots, but that's part of the gain in this experience.

It's important to feel out of place sometimes—

to recognize different walks of life,

to appreciate the unfamiliar. 

Scenes like this are a vast departure from my Northern Jersey upbringing, that's for sure.
But I'm completely into it.

Braving the knee-deep mud and brutal winds, I find more inspiration in tractor tires and rusted farm equipment than I ever did in display cases at The Short Hills Mall.

Bikes, horses and buggies redefine valet parking in the best way. 

There's incredible beauty in these piles of the past—proving that one man's trash is another man's treasure. 

Man, do I love living here.
Here's to finding the magic in every moment, friends.
XOXO From My Hearth to Yours

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