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Well now . . .

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Fair warning, you can scroll down to the pictures if you must. At this point I have to wonder if Mood Fabrics even wants my business, or well anyone's business.  Seriously. Case in point, I have 150 bucks to spend.  Twas a birthday present.  I intended on depositing the check tomorrow, on the way to campus.  Well . . . since I really am on a tight budget I would like to order the material (as A) I know what I want and B) well I'm on a budget).  I want to get about 5 yards of silk (two different prints) and four yards of lining.  There is enough to get some knit for a top and a sweatshirt. My silk ain't cheap, but let's face it . . . we all must be creative when it comes to laying out pieces on high end fabric. Yet, whenever I put something in my cart and go to find the lining, a second print, the cost of a fucking needle the contents of my cart disappear.  Then, then . . . I say hey, ya know, maybe I'll set up my online account now.  Perhap...

Organic Meanderings

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Today, being Friday, I made my weekly trek to my NYC Mecca for local, organic, and groceries du jour.  Per usual, I went to Union Square to bedazzle my fridge with fresh greens and vegetation of many colors.  Or, as the husband says, make the fridge look like a "weed garden exploded in there." As I wandered the stalls in the blazing heat, long before a half second monsoon hit, I eyed my favorite vendors, bought a bottle of Eve's Cidery wine, and meandered my way through another day of organic scents and delights.*  Though, on the far side of the square I spotted a basket of seemingly misshapen carrots.    Today, upon seeing these, my mind traveled to a memory a few years old of a grad school professor and I discussing the taste of produce on the American market.  Color, shape, and quantity surpass desires for rich, robust flavor.  In many ways it is a tragedy.  The taste of unaltered food--as in those grown or...