All of this before the clock's hand stuck 6:30 am ..... so begins my days in such a fashionable, or me thinks more of an unfashionable manner ! Depends on which side of the coin I suppose you look at things, lol.
Rob got himself up and out the door with his "Crabby Cabbie" hat on by 8:00 am, or so while I headed ...
Once I did what had to be done in Lion's Head, I had to head into Wiarton to get myself to another appointment. Once finished with that I realized today was the Wiarton Market, thinking with the high cold winds and the constant downpour of rain, it would surely be cancelled? Unbelievable the dedication these Market Vendors have for being consistent and there for the customer.
However cold and damp, these gals were there to give service to those who came along to purchase their wares.
Another day when the Sun is high in the sky with a warm breeze coming off Colpoy's Bay, I will venture down to Bluewater Park again to see what is happening at another Wiarton Farmer's Market day. For those others who would also like to "check out" the Market, it is every Friday from 10 am until 2 pm, "Rain or Shine", as we know from today.
For those of us who have a Facebook Account, you can follow the "Wiarton Farmer's Market" on their Facebook page at the following link:
I returned home to rotate our "pack" in and out, along with the puppies. I could not leave anyone out in this damp miserable day ....
Oops, I almost forgot ... the gal, Virna, whose name I had for the "Secret Sister Swap" last month, left me a message the other day to let me know, herself and three other of her "crafty" friends had started their own blog. Please do take the time out to check out Aimee the crafty bedazzler, Virna the sassy sewer, Bebsy the cake designer and Irma the paper addict of Craftmates at the following link:
I, myself, will be dropping in from time to time to see what these 4 talented gals have been up to with their "crafts".
Unfortunately I have been in and out in this unsettled weather all day with the "pack". I will shortly being doing it all again, before finally calling it a night, "Just North of Wiarton & South of the Checkerboard".