Rick and I stopped at the annual Creston Auction on Saturday. Creston is a very small town not too far from here. Every year the local fire department hosts an auction, which is said to be one of the largest spring events in Montana. It was the 50th anniversary, and the place was packed. We've lived here almost ten years, but had never been, so we decided to stop. Neither of us have ever been to an auction before. It was pretty wild listening to the auctioneers speak so fast. I would have loved to have looked around more—it was like a giant yard sale—but we just walked around for a little while. I took a few photographs, but nothing that spectacular. There was a lot of farm equipment, but I did see some pretty cool antiques. Check out that bright orange chair! It had to be from the 1960s or 70s, but it was in perfect condition. It certainly brought out the vintage loving hippy in me! Maybe we'll go back next year.