There is a long tradition of lawn sales in Alice Springs. In the US we called them garage sales. Either way, it’s a way of moving along items you no longer want or use so that they find new homes, and so your home is less cluttered…or has more space for new stuff, depending on your motivations. My reason for decluttering is because I have discovered I function better, and more peacefully, with less stuff to have to store, clean, use, wear, whatever. I’ve never been a hoarder or even much of a collector. I am too much like my paternal Grandmother for that. My first serious divesting of goods was over three years ago. It felt wonderful to have space in the cupboards and drawers, but I realised how difficult it is to responsibly dispose of things you no longer require. The process made me respect the act of acquiring new things much more deeply. In addition, we also have the concern of waste in the world, and how to dispose of things properly and conscientiously.
Lawn sales, a solid tradition here, are both sociable as well as practical. Some even find them fun, which they are—on the day. However, the sorting, pricing and organising preparations are more like punishment. That part can be made more fun with friends to help, but ultimately you just have to make the decisions yourself. Recently a good friend and I had a ‘team sale’ where we put things together so that it would have a larger presentation. I didn’t have nearly as much as the one a couple of years ago, because I have been pretty careful not to accumulate things again. What I had realised, however, was the first culling uncovers things that later on you can see you should have let go of as well. Hence the most recent cull and gathering of things.

photo courtesy of google
There is such an eclectic selection of things people put into lawn sales; things you have never even heard of or seen before, but suddenly yearn to own at that bargain price! There was a humorous documentary made in 1996 about the culture of lawn sales in Alice Springs. It is called ‘The Search for the Shell Encrusted Toilet Seat’. I saw it on TV all those years ago and have searched for it to watch again but have not found it. It was clever and quirky and I think surely it will find a place on YouTube or somewhere one of these days. It tells the story of someone who saw a toilet seat with sea shells ‘suspended’ in acrylic for decorative effect. If you have ever sat on one, which I have because my former mother-in-law had one, you would know they are most disconcerting. You feel like your bottom will certainly come off the worse for the experience, but in fact no lacerations were caused in the use of that seat. There are some things in life we really don’t need to experience. The fellow in the documentary prevaricates and doesn’t purchase the shell encrusted toilet seat when he first sees it. He later regrets it. But where was it he saw it? At which lawn sale of dozens had he seen it? Thus begins his search to retrace his steps through Alice’s interesting lawn sales and characters.

The view over our rooftop of the blood moon full lunar eclipse with Mars in attendance
Each sale has its own unique quality. I’ve always strived to only sell things that are well kept and clean, even if they are well used or old. My friend is the same and so the items we had were of that ilk. The starting time was 7am, and believe me when I tell you, people were parked on the street at least 10 minutes before that, so you’d better have yourself organised! We had the sale at my friend’s house about a three minutes’ walk around the corner from our house. It was the morning of the beautiful blood moon and rare full eclipse, with Mars in attendance. As I set out from our house at 6.36am and walked up our driveway, I looked back. Over the roof of our house was the beautiful sight. I hoped it was an omen for good sales!
The evening before, my friend had arranged things on tables, so that the following morning all we had to do was carry the tables out of the garage to the carport area. Easy. The punters swooped like hungry birds, one going immediately to the large number of CD’s and DVD’s we had, saying ‘Here they are!’ as if she had discovered gold! We haven’t played any of them in years and are not likely to, given we only have one old boom box left to play the CD’s, and nothing on which to play the DVD’s. Early on, a nicely presented and discerning woman came and very, very carefully looked over everything. She added an item at a time to her purchase pile. When she finished she had quite a stack and had to make two trips to her car. A little while later she returned, accumulating another stack of things and then departing. Finally, a while after that she returned again, buying several more items. We heard her say as she walked out of sight ‘you won’t see me again, but thank you for the great lawn sale!’
And we didn’t.
As they used to say in the newspaper in the small town I am from,
‘And a good time was had by all’.
(In the link above, to my previous post on this topic, there are references to helpful guides. In addition you may find what Courtney Carver has to say helpful. This link is for clearing your wardrobe, but she has books and other courses you may find more interesting, or you can just use her newsletter for inspiration)
I for one shiver at the thought of hosting a lawn sale. You have my admiration. But, with that said it was great fun reading about yours. Oh, and the sea shell toilet seat, I’d buy it. Once saw one with barbed-wire cast into it. I liked yours better.
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I’m glad you enjoyed the lawn sale vicariously, Ron! I really don’t enjoy putting them together, but the day of the sale is always fun, as long as you get people to come! My friend was good at advertising so we got the numbers. She had probably 10 times as much as I did, and sold about 60% of it. I sold nearly everything I took and the remainder all goes to the Old Timer’s Fete here in Alice to fundraise for our local assisted living and nursing home. Thanks for reading Ron.
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As you write, “it is fun the day of”. I have never had the patience to do the prepping. Donating has always been the easy way out for me. I wish I did have the patience because Jim takes it a step further and “merchandises” the goods. Then people REALLY want what we are selling because he makes it all look so attractive. Maybe this fall. In the meantime, you still inspire to keep at the decluttering. LOVE the moon photo.
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My friend is very good at advertising the goods beforehand and that is what made the difference, I’m certain. We have a local Buy/Swap/Sell page on Facebook and she posted the list of things on there for us. Afterward I had two small handbags that had not sold and which I couldn’t use because they were too small to fit my glasses into. She put them on the BSS page and they sold in less than an hour and there was even a queue to buy them! It is a good way to sell things locally, but I do not have the patience for that either. With all the decluttering, it sounds like I had stuff piled all over the house. I didn’t. I now have many empty shelves and cupboards, though. I thought you would enjoy the context around that Moon shot!
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About 30 years back I actually had a huge ‘garage sale’ in the Northern Rivers when moving onto the brief 5-year-stay on the Gold Coast! Was hugely surprised to see a lovely but usually very silent ex-neighbour turn up at 7am – ‘Eha, you will need some policing’! Huh!! In high heels and with a handbag on her arm she moved around the veritable crowds all day just like a .’Police Lady’ . . . and, I guess, I owe hundreds of dollars to her – my neighbour and I were having sales on the same Saturday, so it was everyone’s weekend journey . . . the result actually was unexpectedly fantabulous and somewhat good fun . . .
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That does sound like a special day Eha. How interesting that your ex-neighbour appointed herself guardian of the goods! I’ve had too many garage/lawn/yard sales to count and every one is a bit different, depending on where you are and who comes and what you have to offer, but I can’t think of one that I haven’t enjoyed on the day, or hated the preparation for!!
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Interesting that on the east coast of Australia, we use the term garage sale even if no garage is involved. As a forager of used things I find them difficult to resist although these days I’m more discerning. Last year we took a ute load of stuff and joined the G.O.’s cousin Robyn when their entire town held a garage sale day. Similarly, all but a few items were sold which we donated to the CWA op shop. We came out ahead as for once I came home with only a few inexpensive garden plants. We find the FB buy, swap, sell and Gumtree useful for selling one off items. Our frugal acquisition practices must be working in our favour as we just had a kerbside hard rubbish collection, and our pile was negligible. “Footpath shopping” is one of the few things I miss about living in Sydney’s inner city. I’ll be interested to watch The War on Waste tonight about discarded electrical good and cheap disposal furniture.
According to Trove there is a videocassette of The Shell Encrusted Toilet Seat held in the Northern Territory Library. It would be fabulous to watch. And, a lesson I would think most of us have experienced, they who hesitate do not experience buyers remorse but worse…
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My friend was very proactive in promoting the sale on BSS on Facebook. As I am not on FB, I couldn’t have done that myself. I have come across three more things today that I could have moved on! Drat! I love your last line ‘they who hesitate do not experience buyers remorse but worse…’ The funny thing about that is it is true of everything here in Alice, even in the shops. If you don’t buy it when you see it, chances are very good you won’t get another chance. I think that is how I filled my cupboards all those years ago with things I later realised I didn’t really want/need. I had missed out so many times by hesitating. I no longer worry about that…except for shoes… life is short, buy the shoes! (I have very narrow and hard to fit feet…)
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Another life experience… the letting go of stuff. I have organized garage sales for many years and actually enjoy it! It has never been difficult for me to part with items I no longer use. Generally, I would put on sales with other neighbors or my Sissy from Dallas would bring items and we’d work together pricing, organizing and working the sale. We always had the best time! I will be helping with another yard sale soon. My old friend Hillard has been admitted to a nursing home and his family will have to sell the household items, and later sell his house. Since I live in an economically depressed area, garage sales are a real help to low income families, to be able to get good items at great prices. I even sell junk at sales. If something is lacking or doesn’t work it’s listed as such (sometimes people buy for parts). I learned long ago that it’s true that someone’s trash is another person’s treasure. I had a lady come by one time to buy a huge box of tattered jeans. She used the material to make sturdy rugs. She asked if I had any leather goods like old purses, jackets or shoes? She said she used them for jewelry making. When she showed me some of her work I was flabbergasted at how beautiful and unusual her pieces were – mostly wrought from ugly purses and shoes at garage sales!
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Isn’t that terrific that people can figure out beautiful ways to repurpose things! I actually bought a rug one time that was made from denim, presumably old jeans. In fact it gave me the idea to make purses from old jeans and I made over 50 of them and sold them in the local art gallery until the challenge and learning was over and I moved on to other things. I also made jewellery from fibres and older jewellery that had been disassembled, as well as other things. I can just picture you being good at putting together a garage sale, Lori! Things like that are always more fun if you do it with someone whose company you enjoy. xx
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I’d love to have a ‘garage sale to dispose of my ‘stuff’ but now we live in a remote forest down a private road hidden from the world by big wrought iron gates, that’s a no-no… so the local op ( opportunity) shops do well out of me instead…
I love your gentle reflective writing, Ardys…
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Thank you so much Valerie. The op shops do okay out of me as well, though less and less so as I have pared down now and buy less, choosing to spend my money and time creatively or traveling, or reading. x
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