Today I went with MaryEllen to her regular Saturday Market. Xmas greens were very popular.
The creator of dog biscuits and human cookies needed a break. Left his dog in charge. BTW – his dog cookies cost more than his human cookies. He says people will pay more for dog biscuits than for people cookies.
And of course, we went to brunch. If there is a master plan for the universe, I hope it includes brunch!
Back at the Western Old Bat’s Cave, the manager wanted to come by a give me some fruit – actually, I figure he wanted to be sure I hadn’t destroyed the joint. So, I told him, sure. But no tangerines.
Nice guy.
One more from yesterday’s visit to Pearl’s Feed Store.
Saturday evening mass is underway. They broke out the Christmas songs.
And, four weeks from today, I’ll be back at the Asylum. Eight weeks from today, heading out on the Vision of the Seas once again.
That means four weeks or Asylum food. Or not.
Oh, tomorrow’s adventure is supposed to include life-threatening surf.