Surprises abound at yard sales. One minute you’re contemplating a beat-up colander and the next minute you’re clutching a teddy bear that looks like the one you had when you were eight, ready to fork over your life savings. I love yard sales. And I especially love signs that are lovingly made, pointing you in the right direction to the house with the goods. Happening upon this sweet red sign nestled in the garden made me feel like I was on an adventure. Didn’t buy anything, but I appreciated the secret garden feel of the sale and the flowers that reached out across the sidewalk, begging to be appreciated. I appreciate you, flowers.