I'd rather be hiking . . . .

Another day at the Bazaar looms. I use that verb because yesterday was long, long, long. Sold four books; Mother sold two or three card items. I don't know if it was lack of advertising or just the timing, but we didn't have a lot of traffic through Community Hall yesterday. That translates into an interminable day of sitting, which tires me faster than packing wood, hiking, digging in the dirt, any of which I would prefer to sitting.

Maybe today will be better; at least, it ends at 4 p.m. rather than 5:30. If I had my choice, I'd rather be out somewhere beautiful like the spot where the photos below were taken.

Happy Saturday to one and all wherever you are!