All lined up full of promise, oblivious to their destiny.
Hmmmm, let's just say lucky I was selling bags of pine cones as well crafty pieces because those pine cones alone sure made the market worth going to. There were lots of car boots brimming with stuff, plant stalls and produce.... I think I was a bit sore thumby with a table of crochet, bibs and secateur holsters but I can handle that. I'll keep going once a month and try to convince a few other crafty people to run stalls too... I am just a bit exhausted from it all though... maybe I have a touch of consumption. Definitely no hurling of cooked eyeballs but not much love slung either (apart from the pine cones - the weren't slung, I mean they were bought/sold/loved). I am thinking about becoming a pine cone merchant.By the way, Rachel from The Two Windmills is having a terrific giveaway so click on over there and enter (and give your winnings to me - only kidding... haha...hahaha....haha...).
