Curbside find I left there

Ever hesitated over something at the curb, then lost it as a result?

This gorgeous Ash wood buffet was at the end of my friend Brenda's driveway on Saturday. I was still in the afterglow of having found my wrought iron patio set (see yesterday's post), so my MUST HAVE IT junker's tenacity had mellowed somewhat.

Still, I had to stop and take a close gander. It was old. It was wood. It had good bones. And those floral carvings? I did a mini swoon over those.

Let's go in for a closer look.

Pretty wonderful eh?

The owner, Brenda's landlord, had had the piece in his back shed for eons and just wanted to get rid of it. She kept telling him he could probably get some decent coin for it, but he musta ignored here because there it was, at the end of the driveway.

I contemplated calling a cab and lugging the thing into my pad. It was a flash thought I quickly dismissed: Too much work. Leave it for the next person. Got my wrought iron. Pass the junking Karma along. Plus it had major mouse droppings in it, eep.

So we left it there and went to Brenda's place for a few minutes.

On our way out, the landlord was in the driveway talking with some passerbys, who told him the piece was worth something.

Before we knew it they were lugging it back onto the front porch!

Now he's going to try to sell it.

I wonder how things would have went down if I decided to take it and called a cab? I still would have been standing next to it when the landlord came back and changed his mind.

Would we have duked it out over the piece, mouse droppings and all?