|My table at the farmer's market: wool bags, .25 cent cookies,|
sherry cake and kale biscuits on sale!
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
|Sue, my crocheting buddy.|
When Tony came back with my UGGs I flung off my converse like an ex-boyfriend and slid my icy feet into Lamb-ikins, moaning with pleasure. I saw Tony looking around quickly, wanting to make sure I wasn't making a spectacle of myself for anyone but him and Sue. Luckily, all that surrounded us was the mist, which gently blew in our faces from the distant ocean. We may have been freezing, but we had the best view on the lot!
Many of my fellow vendors were very nice and welcoming to me. Some were too busy selling to come over and say hello to the new girl, which was totally fine with me; I went to all of them, but then I ended up buying more than I sold. Rich, who sells ~30 varietals of mushrooms told me that's how it is at first. Sven, who sells herbal teas and jewelry with his wife was by far the coolest dude to welcome G.F.M.G. He was so fun to talk to! He invited me and Tony to go shooting muskets at a range specifically designed for firing antique weapons. He also enjoys RPGs. Hmmmm....
At around 2:00 the sun made an appearance - an hour before the market closed, which was better than not showing up at all. Tony came back to help me close with Micky, who was panting and bug eyed as they walked towards me through the market. My heart leapt as usual when I saw Tony. We decided to hang out a bit longer than the rest of the vendors, who were already closing up for the day. That's when several dogs arrived to the market and visited my table with their owners. I gave out kale doggie biscuits to everyone and ended up selling some too. Two women bought them to eat, which was cool. They're tasty little biscuits!
My favorite buddy was a rescue named Turner; his owner was the sweetest elderly lady. She asked me if I had water for her little man, so I filled up my thermos cup and gave it to him with a biscuit on the side. He ate the biscuit, but I think he was afraid of getting cooties from my cup.
Next week I'll bring a water bowl...