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baring a soul : april 2001
home: 04.07.01
"every blade of grass has its Angel that bends
over it and whispers 'Grow,Grow.' "
today, i finally feel like an Olympia Girl :)
i slept in until *9:30* (bear in mind that until last week, that was normal!)
i woke up & i felt like it was christmas morning: opening day of the farmer's market!
i looked outside and it was bright & sunny, big puffy white clouds scattered throughout the sky...weather forcast said rain today, so i figured it was now or never.
i put on a long flowy velvet skirt, a velvet shirt, my docs, & my wool shawl...shook my hair into a more orderly tumbling disarray...packed my backpack, brought an extra bag for stuff & meandered out the door.
and as i wandered slowly down the street, soaking it all in, i felt like i belonged here. people were out on the street in front of their shops, sweeping the sidewalk...everyone wandering down the street smiled as they passed.
7 blocks to the farmer's market...as i got closer, i could hear the live band...steel drum carribean music. to my left was the harbor...all the wooden piers, boats with their sails tightly wound...still asleep for the winter.
the market was beautiful...vendors selling plants, organic fruit & vegetables, local honey, fresh fish, meats, fresh-cut flowers, "garlic to ward off vampires & wimps".
i was hungry, so stopped & ordered a bagel & an iced mocha. after years of standard bagels, my taste buds hopped for joy at a fresh, soft, warm bagel with homemade garlic & herb cream cheese. i sat by & people-watched...noting the number of beautiful young things running the various shops. chit-chatted with some vendors about what produce becomes more available as the season goes on.
after picking up some fruits to munch on, i headed back, thinking that it was better to be near home as the clouds rolled in.
as i walked along, i decided to stop in the little used bookshop 3 blocks from the house...perused their selection...talked with the shop-keepers. beautiful little shop with a remarkable selection for being so small. makes me daydream about having my own bookstore someday :)
leaving there, i decided to take a *big* risk. there is a store that i wanted to stop by...i had only walked past the last time we were in town, and i knew that i would be entering at my own risk.
it is a clothing import store. i had my suspicions about what lay within, but i could never have guessed.
i found heaven.