The air blows cool through the windows as I come home from work. The dust of seeming centuries covers me head
to toe having leapt from dolls and books to shirt and shorts. The stuffed animals were especially
dusty. None of us could breathe today,
and we all shared sneezes with great enthusiasm.
Lots of things for the upcoming “Urban Jungle” event. Animal prints on everything you can think of….purses,
chairs, clothes, shoes, books, dolls…we be printed. I photographed as much as I could while
enjoying every moment.
Just after I spent an hour making sure the books were in order, topic,
type, and subject together, along came a wonderful lady customer to buy all the
big and unusual volumes. She even bought
a very large books about cats sitting. I
spent another acre of time putting things back in order again.
It’s wonderful to be home and breathing my own dust.
You seem to have a lot of fun events going on around there.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your description of the dust and its effects on the staff.
ReplyDeleteBusy but good life by the sound of it.
Fascinated by the jungle fabrics -- wasn't sure if it was articles of clothing or lengths of fabric hanging on a rack. Very cool stuff... Hugs and love to you and G.
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