Neat estate sale in Westchester. I picked up the 1930s volume of This Fabulous Century (to go with the 1920s I already have). They had several more in the series, but I feared the necessary shelf space. Also picked up a neat little pamphlet on the ranchos of Los Angeles, published by the Title Insurance and Trust Company of Los Angeles in 1941. I'm guessing they gave these out as freebies to the Iowans buying property in LA back then. In fact, it even turned into a radio show. And we also picked up some sturdy... heavy... dull... metal patio chairs. But we passed up the vacuum tubes (still in their cute little boxes) and all sorts of other random flotsam.

Just around the corner was a yard sale, and I stumbled on delightful treasure. Stairway to Hell. It was funny, I would have missed it among all the paperback crud, but teenage son took the time to especially mock it. "That book says D&D rots your brain, but I think that book rots your brain." Teenage daughter was wearing her Twilight t-shirt, and there were a number of Harry Potterish things for sale. So I think mom lost that battle. It was also odd that there was a necklace with a little glass window showing a portion of a map centered on a local landmark blazoned in red text: "Birthplace of Mary Baker Eddy". And a Christian Scientist church (kind of a funky building) was a block away. Coincidence? I think not!

Back home... tritip and vegetable grilling among the flowers in the backyard. Then satiated nap.