Saturday, 15 September 2012
This morning my husband asked me if I wanted to go to our local farmers market. It was such a beautiful fall morning, visited with old and new friends along the way. Looked at all the fresh produce, and preserves. We couldn't pass up on a peach crisp, it looked so nummy.
In my travels I found a man selling barnwood picture frames and shelves with old hooks and door knobs. I couldn't pass up this beauty, and the price was right. I'm almost giddy just thinking where I can hang it. I think it'll go beautifully in the bathroom.
I've decided next weekend I'll be a vender at the market and see how it goes. I love fall, and the next few markets are going to be fall themes, just up my alley.