I love these old wooden wheelbarrows. Their sides lift off for transporting logs, and they will last for another century with no problem. Today I didn’t have the space to pick it up, but in the past I have succumbed.
I also bought a couple of bunches of beautiful purple dahlias, being sold by a charming gentleman, freshly picked this morning from his garden. That is the delight of country fairs, you never know what you’ll find.