All garage sales are not created equal. Nor are all garage sale seasons. At this point last year, my garage sale acquisitions had leaned decidedly toward creepiness. I had acquired two weathered iron candle holders. I had acquired several dirty corked bottles, that just begged to be filled with wolfbane and tana leaves. I had acquired a few old outdoor light fixtures, a couple of which fit nicely into my haunt.
And this year . . .
This year my one acquisition so far has been this circle-of-bats pillar candle holder. Including the candle. For 50¢. The only item I've encountered at a garage sale this season that is even slightly reminiscent of Halloween.
I was so excited, I just couldn't resist. Even if those bats look way too cute and happy.