Date night. "Those turnips are AMAZING!" Not something even a confirmed brassica lover expects to find herself saying five times within an hour, but there you go.
Restrained indulgence. Oh, okay, a little more. (The latter: like the underground supper club of fabric shopping. I love it!)
Cousins scheming. Painting with feathers and food-coloring "ink"--clever! (Tiptoeing into the living room at 10:20 pm and saying, "It's 20! Why aren't you two in bed?"--not nearly so clever as they thought.)
Harvesting.
You didn't happen to visit both of those shops as part of the PNW MQG meet up did you?
ReplyDeleteNope, it was an independent expedition. I just emailed you though!
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