After a rocky start this morning which included me not even remembering it was St. Patrick’s Day, I logged into Facebook (duh) and saw that the Vancouver Farmer’s Market was opening back up this morning! YAY
You know why “Yay?”
Is all I have left of last year’s goat milk soap stores! Gasp!
So I went with the intent of ONLY buying goat milk soap, allergy honey and herb starts if they had them yet.
This was my favorite flower arrangement I saw and *GASP*
Not a lily in it! Digging the hell out of the blue-painted bristlecombs.
Fiddleheads! Shrooms! Welll, fiddle dee dee!
This guy is amazing. He caught me taking his pic and I only had larger bills so I couldn’t tip him so he insisted on taking MY pic as payment. i hope I am not on some website as the b***h that didn’t tip. I sent the male child back with a dollar when we left, just in case.
Big version of Bosley dog:
Her name was Gracie and she was an old lady!
people getting in my way of a good shot! Damn the luck.
The male child’s only request and his treasured prizes…
As herbs aren’t available there yet, I walked away with my soap and honey as scores…I didn’t buy ANYTHING else. I am so proud of my restraint.
Now I have money for drinking! HAZAH!!!
Happy St. Patty’s Day! Enjoy your American bastardized holiday! I will!