A recap on our tag sale

The tag sale, to my mind, in many ways captures the Hayloft energy. Full of bargains; hidden treasures in every corner, stuck in the bottoms of boxes; colorful candy at the check-out counter; a system that more or less figures itself out in the process. It is 7:30 pm and I am sitting on my couch (a pink velvet settee that I recently bought at Hayloft) writing this. Something that, right now, is part of the current warehouse system is that I can't quite get done my writing there, even in my favorite book nook. And so it is on my evenings home, on the piece of Hayloft that I have with me here (not counting the pile of clothes that I brought home from the tag sale), that I put together these Hayloft musings each week. 

Blythe told me something about William Doyle, the founder of Doyle Auction House, last week. She said that urban legend has it that Bill would leave "goodies" in dark corners of the Doyle Gallery, just so dealers and collectors coming through could delight in "the find" when they stumbled upon them. That was the delight that Laura Doyle, his daughter, hoped to insight when she founded Hayloft. Hayloft - the tag sale especially, I think- does inspire that kind of joy and surprise. I could see it on people's faces as they rifled through boxes and peeked around corners to look for the items they would carry home. 

The tag sale, more than anything, is important because it brings Hayloft customers together in a way that would otherwise be impossible; Hayloft is an online-only auction house; and yet it doesn't feel that way to me at all. We know our customers well, and we feel close to them despite the distance that online buying can create. The tag sale provided an opportunity that was special because we got to create a true event, complete with delicious food and face-to-face bargaining; the perfect stage for a treasure hunt. 

- Olivia

The AMAZING Road Grub Mobile (food truck) made both days so fun and DELICIOUS

The AMAZING Road Grub Mobile (food truck) made both days so fun and DELICIOUS

Blythe and Laura's two daughter's, our lovely cashiers on Monday

Blythe and Laura's two daughter's, our lovely cashiers on Monday

Our #haylofttagsale photo booth

Our #haylofttagsale photo booth

Our tag sale supermodels: Emily (above) and Rodney (right)

Our tag sale supermodels: Emily (above) and Rodney (right)

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A tome of butterflies

A day at Hayloft can be summed up in the word: whirlwind.

Some days, it goes by in a total flash. No sooner do we sit down in the morning than it’s lunchtime; we’ve been madly cataloguing all morning with Rodney’s team – he picked Blythe up at her door at 7:15am; she might have had time to pick up some donuts for them before departure, if he let her. Items are moving back and forth, photos are being taken, conditions chimed out and jotted down in the computer. Or the phones were ringing all day off the hook, and people were streaming in to check out the warehouse – a lovely happening. Or we were sorting through boxes of inventory that just came in – books, for example – and figuring out which should be put in our upcoming tag sale (Columbus Day Weekend, or whatever we’re calling it these days – mark your calendars).  

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Books, and books, and books

An Introduction to our Hayloft Blog

I have spent the last four days sorting through books. Boxes and boxes and boxes and boxes of books. Big books; small books; super dusty old schoolbooks from the 1890s; photo albums from the 1980s that I had to throw away, cookbooks written by celebrity chefs who are no longer relevant; beautiful art books; old, leather-bound books; some books by my favorite writers; and countless books I had never heard of. Many books about the political history of the United States; those all went to the dump. A lot of books, unfortunately, went to the dump. But I saved as many as I could, and I built myself an office of the walls of books that I created; and here I sit, in my book office, avoiding the boxes and boxes and boxes of books that I still have to sort through in the rest of this lovely warehouse.

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