The Auction was held in Shelburne, in a large room at the Community Center just behind the Fire Hall. Hundreds of seats were set up in the middle, with tables full of objects loaded ready for sale. Furniture was arranged around the outer ring of the room. We had stopped by on Thursday to see if the objects were worth the journey.
Ken and I arrived at 9:30. The parking lot was full of trucks and trailers, a sign that antique dealers had attended this auction. And when we entered the room it was full of people. My heart sank. I expected no good deals. The best auctions are the small auctions. But something was the matter at this auction. Most auctions are spirited and everyone has fun, but not at this one. It had no life. I think most people were not experienced at auctions or perhaps they were afraid to spend money but even though the objects for sale were plentiful and beautiful, by one o'clock, three quarters of the people had left.
We did well. Our old truck is still full of the objects we purchased. Most will be seen in The Guest House. Ken's comment was "I guess this time the art will be eclectic", and it will, thanks to this auction in Shelburne.
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