Weather forecast called for another rain/sleet/ice/snow event Thursday night into Friday. Seems like we’ve been getting one or two of these a week for the last month or so. They’ve never quite realized their full potential for us. We’ve either been on the northern or southern fringe. Slightly annoying but nothing too bad. As of 2:57 AM Friday, all that changed. I awakened by the silence. All I could hear was the sleet and freezing rain. That and the beeping of the UPS for the DSL modem, micro cell and satellite power supply. I turned off the UPS, closed the lid on the MacBook and went back to bed.

We were next beeped into consciousness at 7:00 AM by what we’re still not sure. Sun was up but hiding. Trees were ice coated, many losing their fight with gravity. Roads were ice-free but wet. House temperature was down to 60° from our normal balmy winter time 67°. Our kitchen stove lit using a piezo lighter. This enabled my wife to have her morning coffee fix with the French press. Cold cereal finished the milk before it went bad. It was her day off and it didn’t look she was going to get much gardening done.

We now understood what it was like to be one of the early settlers. Cold, lonely, no prospects of warmth or food. The hotel we checked into had low thread count sheets, slow internet access and no warm bar at breakfast. We got lucky finding a hotel. We had gone out for a while and when we came back, the power was still out. Living in the country, we drove around until we found a location with two bars of cell service. We checked online for a room and found nothing. I called the hotel we had used before moving down here. They just had a cancellation. We got there and were about to accept the smoking room they had for us when another cancellation occurred. We inherited a king, no smoking. Breakfast bar used to be better. The hotel was filled with families with children. As you would expect, the internet was slow. Seems business people doing whatever they do in their off hours use less bandwidth than a family of five, each with their own smart device. But we survived.

A friend was worried that this magnolia would get too big and threaten the house. This is no longer a problem.

A friend was worried that this magnolia would get too big and threaten the house. This is no longer a problem.

What does this have to do with furniture? On Friday we drove over to Raleigh. I went to the antiques show at the fairgrounds and my wife set out to exploit the sales at the mall. Seems a bit stereotypical but stereotypes are often based on real world models. This show is held several times a year and is always interesting. Lots of primitives and a fair amount of high-end stuff. I had fun with my little iPhone.

A chest with sulphur inlay.

A chest with sulphur inlay.

Click HERE to see the entire set.

Saturday morning, still not having a home to go back to, we drove about 30 miles north to an auction I spotted in Yanceyville. I use the Auctionzip website to look for local auctions. It works fairly well.

It’s interesting that three miles east of us there was no ice, just rain. five miles north of us, there were a few inches of sleet and ice. Thirty miles north in Yanceyville, they had four inches of sleet and snow.

The auction preview was all primitives all the time. I don’t think this was a special primitives auction. I believe this is just what sell there. Lots of pictures. If it were an antiques shop, I might have purchased one or several pieces. There wasn’t anything there worth sitting for hours watching other people buy stuff. There are limits, even for me.

After my wife went to work, I visited a few more local shops. A few interesting things but not enough for their own photo set. I have thrown them into the auction set to save time.

A nice painted, six board chest.

A nice painted, six board chest.

Click HERE to see the set from Saturday and Sunday.

One interesting note. A dealer asked me not to take pictures. Seems it was brought to her attention that someone was taking pictures of things in her shop and listing them on eBay. Without bothering to buy them. She assumes if they got a good price, they would come in and buy the item and pocket the profit. This bothered her. A lot. I initially agreed with her. After giving it some thought, I don’t think she is losing anything in this deal. The less than ethical eBayer still has to buy it from her. At her price. If she finds out about it in advance, she could have some fun and either raise the price or mark it SOLD. At the very least, she could make them pay list, not offering them a discount.

Her stuff, her rules.