If I recall, this photo was taken in 2006 in Quanah, Texas. I will have to pull my notebook out and browse through the scribble pages of notes I take when on such excursions. The only reason to pass through Quanah is to travel to Amarillo. There is plenty reason to stop in Quanah but I’m not talking about that here.
It’s what is in the What Shop. I wanted to go inside but it was closed. In fact, I recall a “For Sale” sign on the door. I peaked in the front window clouded with time. Cluttered tables and shelves lined the walls. Mason jars, a couple of old can’s, an iron sat together as if ready to watch the evening news.
The little junk shop situated along the main road collected more than dust. For I know I am not the only passerby who wonders of the treasures inside.