Another Week Flies By

 

It was another successful, but tiring, day at the Market.  I am seriously considering not doing it anymore.  I will build a website and do selected shows.  The set up and tear down is an absolute killer, and I am ready to drop when I get home.  Then I have to unload everything and put it in my storage room.  I think I need to accept my age and limitations and quit torturing myself.

This was my booth.  I had it set up more neatly and attractively, but the Market Manager came by and said I should change it to get more people in to try on hats.  I've never had a problem with that, but I gave it a try.  I don't think it was as welcoming.

These were my neighbors on the right.  Organic produce and beautiful flowers.  Very nice people.

And on the left we have the Crepe man.  Oh, my, I had to smell that all day.  I finally broke down and had the Spinach and goat cheese crepe, and it was Deeeelicious.

Cadel came to see me with his Dad.  I gave him that hat.  He seemed to like it.  Soft alpaca.  Kids love it.

Now, back to the homefront, here is a pillow I have been working on for my brother's birthday.  My mother always told us this when we were complaining about having nothing to do.

Then, this morning, I found this picture of me and Mr. Goodbar.  It was taken a few years and pounds ago.  A good incentive.

 

Since I am "thinking" of not doing the Market for awhile, I am going to concentrate on sewing and exercise.  I have so many projects waiting attention, and so many walks to go on.  As soon as this sinus infection is gone.  I'm finally on antibiotics and should be feeling better soon.

I'm Crazy

I'm feeling much better today, even though I had a very rough night.  The pain from these spider bites is pretty bad.  Today it is much reduced, so the antibiotics are starting to work.  Happy, happy.

So, First off, below is a picture of the first batch of mushroom dying I did.  Pretty funny that the fiber has a slight green tint to it, when the mushrooms were orange.

The fiber is sitting on my heat register, and there are my dying gloves next to it.  Below are the mushrooms I used to obtain this less than exciting color.

And, here is my latest skein of yarn! 

Then on to the domestic side.  This is why I call myself crazy.  I was feeling sooooo bad yesterday, but all of my carrots were cut and just waiting to be canned, so I HAD to finish the job.

They are pickled with dill, garlic, and some dried peppers.  I love the way they kept their colors.  Calico Carrots, hehehe.

These are some pickles I did several weeks ago.  My son tells me at the top of the Ritz in San Francisco, these are served in Martinis and called "Palm Olives".

They are actually green cherry tomatoes, the very last on my vines before it froze.  They are supposedly a very nice cocktail treat, so I am looking forward to serving them and trying them out myself.  I promised my son the big jar for Christmas, since he liked them so much at the Ritz.  He had his martini there the night he and his wife got engaged.