Another Great Glebe Garage Sale! To me, it signifies the beginning of summer more than the May long weekend. There is just something about a sunburn that comes from spending hours walking the streets of my beloved Glebe, sifting through people's junk trying to find a perfect treasure. Indeed, I found a few. I bought a beautiful little antique table. I'm most proud of it. I also got some nice little jewelry pieces, a print that matches the others already in my collection, an ornate cast iron cross dating from the 1920s, and some more hand embroidered linens. I'm oh so predictable!