If you've been keeping up on my Facebook posts the past few days, you know that it's been HOT here. Triple digits hot. And you also know that my office at W&S is un-airconditioned. Not a wasteful person, really, but when temps get above 99, I start needing a speedy cool down, and there are usually three or four days every summer when air-conditioning is a definite must in Eugene. We even turned on the 1970s behemoth air-processor that came with the house. I wish I knew if it was safe.
Well, as the week has progressed, it has gotten cooler. Tonight, for example, it's a balmy 95. It's all about perspective, people.
Lots of new vendors tonight. I have my eye on a pair of earrings made from pineapple-shaped beads and a crocheted porcupine. I'm gravitating towards the absolutely adorable tonight.
And here's my latest:




It's a ReBound Book, from a new series called the Ghosts of Summers Past. I carve a little spot in the recycled covers for old slides from the 1960s and 70s. This one features the image of a man floating in a pool, and is dated September 1970.
I'm seeing a lot of folks tonight who used to shop in the old bookstore; Alice, John, Jamie, Bob, Olive, Marilyn . . . and that one older guy whose name I never knew, but who always wore a straw hat in the summer. It's my theory (untested) that only very decent people wear straw hats in the 21st century. I guess that theory is partially tested; there are the Amish after all.