Wasn't planning on going out junking on National Garage Sale Day, but that's what happens when you have a hot fudge sundae for breakfast. I couldn't resist all the signs. Signs, signs, everywhere a sign, blocking out the scenery, breaking my mind, telling me I might miss a potential a treasure if I don't follow the arrow at the next neon cardboard 8 to 5 sign! So I succumbed, much like I did to the hot fudge sundae, and I made the right hand turn off the main drag into garage sale heaven. I wasn't really in the mood to buy anything, but this fabulous older gentleman talked Himself down from the original asking price of $80 to $25.00 & I came home with this Huge steamer trunk, 5 large Ball canning jars, 3 small ball canning jars, all with glass lids & bailing wire to clamp over the top - plus an insulator! After he talked me into buying this monster steamer trunk, of which I have absolutely no use for, nor do I know how I would ever ship it (probably put it up on Craigslist),
I now have to get it home.
So I go home to get the pickup truck. Well once he saw I had a truck, I ended up carting out three end tables & two bird cages all for a mere $10. Either he is an excellent salesman or I have developed a serious junking problem. Or more likely I'm just a sucker for sweet old guy who's begging me to take the crap so he doesn't have to move it all back into his house. Back home we start to unload our treasure & I see that someone has hitched a ride to our house.
Someone being a Cute Baby Praying Mantis!
Awe, look at those eyes.
Such a tiny nymph, I'm glad I spotted her & she didn't get crushed in the move. If she's lucky perhaps she'll find mate around here. Then she can bite his head off. Ferocious little insects. Wouldn't want to meet her on a dark leaf.