We by chance stumbled upon it final 12 months as we drove via the rolling Sandhills of Nebraska.
“What’s with all these storage gross sales?” I requested my husband as city after tiny city alongside our route displayed brilliant indicators saying a plethora of previous treasures.
I later realized about Nebraska’s Junk Jaunt — a yearly occasion alongside a 300-mile loop via scenic farm and ranch nation. I needed to go this 12 months.
My plan was to hit as many yard/barn/church and neighborhood distributors as potential in two days. First cease: a church fundraiser in Halsey (inhabitants 47), the place I spent 25 cents on a cute little basket and one other greenback on a home made glazed doughnut. (Don’t decide.)
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