Isn't it fascinating how trends and fashions change? I needed a picture and googled enhanced lips as I didn't know what else to call them.
Well, I call them a fat lip which I got this week at the farm. I was loading my truck with citrus trees and sewing them with burlap (it took hours BTW) and adding a few other things to bring back to the city. A cast iron weenie bank tumbled off a box and hit me right in the mouth and nearly knocked out my front tooth. It hurt like hell and is swollen and bruised and I dare not wiggle my tooth to loosen it. I have a thing about teeth.
I'm closing my antique booth at the end of this month. Antiques in the US are hard to sell at the moment. Millennials do not want them. They want new things and seem to only want things as far back as the 80's and 90's. I am done with it too and am having a 50% off sale. Oh how I hope I don't have to pack up much. It is too hard to move heavy stuff and I'll probably give away quite a lot of it because I don't want to store it. I still love antiques, but after 30 years, I am done.
Anywho, back at the farm, I realize I miss the quiet and solitude. I miss seeing the Milky Way and bright stars at night. I miss the fields and blue hills in the distance. I miss all the animals.
When I got back to the city yesterday, there was a hatch of new mallard babies on the lake, my flowers were blooming and I realized I was smiling when I walked in the door of my city home.
