With a Smile and a Song

This summer I stopped at a garage sale.

It was at the home of an older couple that goes to our church.

For the life of me I could not think of their names, still can't.

The man mentioned to another gentleman browsing the garage sale wares that he loved to hear me sing.

Then he turned to me and told me that if I saw anything I wanted I could literally have it for a song.

I started to get nervous.

What would I sing?

Really?

Was there anything I couldn't live without?

I politely declined the offer.

And now as I sit here contemplating the cutting up of 40 lbs. of apples to lay out in my dehydrator I'm mentally kicking myself.

I'm pretty sure there was a barely used apple peeler/corer/slicer sitting on one of the tables.

I remember pausing at it.

But that was before I had a dehydrator; I didn't know my need.

And I could have had it for a song!