Keeping an Eye on Her Stall

I discovered yesterday day while sitting enjoying Dickens that dam moth had eaten holes in my Jean Brodie suite skirt ( blast ). So comforting myself, I did a leg up to the market to this pals stall. I admired her Liberty mask : she's a great one for beautiful fabric .I bought a cashmere and vicuna mans overcoat for £ 50. Selfie coming soon.
Extras of the market, bustling this morning, as if covid has gone.

Todays verse of Clare

Old winter whipes his icicles bye
And warmers his fingers till he smiles
Where cottage hearths are blazing high
And labour restate from his toils
Wi merry mirth beguiling care
Old customs keeping wi the day
Friends meet their Christmas cheer to share
And pass it in a harmless way.

I so wish we could all meet as Clare says : " in a harmless way "