It was the first actual weekend of spring. The first weekend it didn’t rain and out sprouted the stoop salers with their wares: that stuff you don’t really want or need but it looks kind of interesting when you walk by.

And then the after-sale give-away. You can’t even give the stuff away in some cases. But leave a box of books on the street in Park Slope and somebody, somebody will pick it up. OK, they may dump it farther up the street when they’ve had some time to browse that book they thought they were interested in.

But they’re not interested in it anymore. Or maybe they are.

Moi? Smartmom is avoiding stoop sales this season. She’ll look but she won’t buy and that’s a promise.

She won’t even have one of her own. She’s all about just giving it away. Not just for altruistic reasons but because she just can’t bare to have another stoop sale.

OSFO has big plans, however. Stoop Sales-R-Us this season when OSFO gets in the mood. And Smartmom doesn’t mind a bit just as long as the stuff doesn’t come back inside.

I’m just saying I’m just saying.