RETURN OF THE DILETTANTE

In the year since I last posted, there has been a veritable landslide of demand for my return (at least 3 people and a dog at last count), so I promise, there will be a new post soon—very soon.

“Is the Dilettante ever going to return?  And he’d better bring me a treat when he does”

For those who wonder, I have been kept from writing by life’s caprices, as well as other challenges and commitments—as here, where I am seen as auctioneer’s assistant at a charity auction last weekend (Vanna White wasn’t available).

The event in question was a fundraiser for the 200th anniversary of the Holt House, the beautiful Federal house that is now home of the local Historical Society.  The portrait I am holding is of an ancestress of the auctioneer, and came with a joke whose punchline was “And my grandmother would then alway point at that picture and say “isn’t she ahandsome woman”.

I know there’s another joke here….but I’ll leave it up to the reader.

“Isn’t she a handsome woman”
Inspecting the wares.  I bought the very chic chair at the left.  Never met a chair I didn’t like.
This Victorian sofa, rather a fine example of its type, but in a style rarely popular in today’s trend-driven markets, is still available; proceeds for a good cause.
The Holt House, a grace note in the center of our village for 200 years.
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