We went antiquing today in the next town over. Didn’t find anything I couldn’t live without. But on the way back, we vaguely knew of a little out of the way junque shop on a side rode in a map dot in the middle of nowhere.
While looking for it, we found the highlight of the day. Something, I suspect, you would only see in rural Texas – and I love it. While I don’t know the back story, I would wager a guess that it was a messy divorce, and the wife won the house. I would also safely guess, the husband was none to thrilled with the prospect.
And just in case you missed the parting words:
(And yes, we did stop the car just so I could get out and get a good photo (or two).)