There hasn't been enough of the opping lately. After a quick drop there was a trickle of karma.
We found was a pretty shaped basket for nestling some woolly balls in. 50 cents!
Ha, ha, ha. Hee, hee, hee. Little red jugs don't I love thee. These ones have West German markings underneath but are quite fine boned.
I really bought them for their shapely bowls at the top. $2 each!
Red Riding Hood, here, has taken to wearing all the brothers' hand me down cut offs. She is a bit of a grunge monkey, me thinks, which I kind of like. The occasional skirt or twinge of fashionista might be nice for the mother but she is determined to be a little boho princess.
The feathered ladies have been in overproduction mode and I've been off the baking (except for the ever present pikelets) so we have been walking in the Spring sunshine and dropping eggs of at the neighbours. Noice!
