Driving Me Crazy on the Way to GC

Outside Monticello, Utah
I pass a sign
posted on a fence
in front of several sheep
in a pasture adjacent to a farmhouse.

The sign reads For Sale.

What’s for sale?
The sign?
The fence?
The sheep?
The pasture?
The house?
All of it?

I remain perplexed
as far as Blanding
when I pass another confusing sign,
this one reading Yield.

It's time to pull over to rest.
This lack of specificity is driving me crazy.