Yesterday, I went to Tinkertown, NM. It’s in the Sandia Mountains. I’ve been there once before, but wanted to go again. The place is built out of glass bottles and jars and pieces of broken pottery and the floors are lined with old license plates. There is a miniature western town and a miniature circus, a collection of antique dolls, wood carvings, old tools, and a bunch of other stuff that the man who made Tinkertown collected over many years.