Today was day 2 of the garage sale. We didn't have as many people but made almost as much money so it equaled out I suppose. I did get a whole stack of magazines read, got some sun (I'm a lovely shade of red right now, even my feet), and found out that one of our neighbors sings, very loudly, when he mows the lawn. Very loudly. Loud enough so that we can hear him over the lawn mower and he's a good yard and a half away from us! So that was fun.
Then there was Fred, the moth. He was huge, probably 5 inches across in wingspan. He had beautiful wings, with 4 circles (one on each corner) and with pink and blue shades on his brown coloring. He was very fuzzy and appeared to have 6 or more legs. Though I never did figure out where his eyes were. He fell off the garage door about 7 a.m. and hung out in the same 6 inch radius most of the day. I kept meaning to take a picture of him to post. One lady wanted to buy him, some kids were fascinated by him, my grandpa said he was the biggest moth he'd ever seen, and then bam! Fred is gone. (Don't ask why I named him Fred, I just did.) Actually, Fred's insides ended up on the outside when my dad stepped on him.
So much for Fred.
Other than that it was a fine day:-) Maybe he was some sort of secret messenger for the Tong. I'll have to do some homework on that.
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