This Outdoor Wednesday post has little to do with my passion for antiques hunting. It is much more about the ADVENTURE of hunting for antiques. It's about the unexpected and unplanned.
I started out in a pretty typical place...at a gate waiting for a garage sale to open.
The most interesting (and cheapest) thing turned out to be a view of these pretty, and vigorous climbing hydrangeas covering the neighbor's fence.
They deserve a closeup. Just perfect...very green and very lush.
Forget the antiques, I want some of these.
Later we went to a lovely neighborhood where the houses are in a wooded area and clustered together by historical-style themes. I have always loved these houses, and they have held up well over the past 25 years.
This is the view from the back porch of the Estate Sale. The antiques were lovely, abundant, pricey and I wondered how the family is ever going to clear the house to put it on the market.
No antiques purchased here either, but another lovely view.
On the way home we stumbled on a tiny flea market with about 8 vendors. The most popular booth had ladies' purses, scarves, and accessories.
No antiques here of me either.
My last stop was to see what all these kids were doing. They were on a moped rally riding from downtown Chicago to Illinois State Beach Park for a BBQ.
There were more than 100 riders. They had come from all over the country...New York, LA, Texas, Virginia, Minneapolis to do this ride. Talking to them about their passions...riding, traveling, photography was the highlight of my day.
The day turned out not to be so much about my passion, but the beauty all around me and the passions of others.