25th June Monday
Munching through the pasta salad at the book store, that Kelli had prepared the night before, she said “I expect you’ll be wanting a coffee soon”, “damn it! I’m so transparent ” I thought. I had just finished at a convenient place in my book when I was distracted by the food box opening. Kelli is always prepared for a famine, and brings food with her everywhere.
I was reading a book on the dust bowl disaster, so my throat was decidedly dry. I do feel guilty that I am able to wander about the town, and Kelli has to stay behind to serve the customers. I alway offer to bring something back, even though the last two times I brought back a decaf mocha, it sent her into a light headed frenzy for the rest of the day.
From my vantage point I can watch people walk by, and a lot of them have dogs. All shapes and sizes, colours and breeds. Some are large, many tiny, and of mixed heritage.
Some looked like they have been bred with their owners, and so ugly you don’t know which way they are facing.
Fortunately we finished at 3.00pm then rushed back home as the buyer for the dresser was due to collect. That all went smoothly.
The lady was delighted with her purchase, and with cash in her hand, Kelli was too.
Another Lifetime to go 