good-bye farmers market; hello new year

Saturday, December 21, 2019, will be my 32nd Saturday of this calendar year at the farmers’ market. It will also be my last. I will get up at 5 a.m., take the dog out, drink coffee and contemplate life as I wake up to the reality of a new day. I will post something onContinue reading “good-bye farmers market; hello new year”

when life takes away your aisle . . .

About a mile from the craft show where I was hoping my hard work and creativity would pay off, a thought barged its way through my head suddenly–the kind of thought that is more like a premonition or possibly even a warning from the Almighty. It went something like this: take a deep breath andContinue reading “when life takes away your aisle . . .”