Dear co-workers: I am sorry to report that at the Lawrence holiday farmers market this past weekend I encountered a very nice Swedish woman who was selling her very special tea rings.
This means you will be forced to help me eat it this week. I know we agreed that we would slow down on the holiday treats, but what could I do?
All the farmers were so nice and the Bee Man had a tuxedo on.
There were wreaths that could be adorned to your liking, frosted sugar cookies, and a tree of birdies made from yarn that were oh so clever.
This lady did not have a crocheted jacket for sale or I would have bought it. Isn't it lovely?
This little miss, whose Dad obviously knows how to pick his battles, made me laugh out loud. In his defense, it was before 9am. On a Saturday morning.
In addition to the Swedish tea ring, I found a great rag rug which everyone needs to go by their back door in the winter when it's sloppy outside. Plus some of Karen Pendleton's hand-painted gourd ornaments.
A few bags of fresh spinach came home with me too. Because there is nothing better than a simple fresh spinach salad, with chopped egg, red onion, and a drizzle of honey mustard dressing. Especially when a large portion of one's calories for the day have already been allotted for the consumption of the Swedish tea ring.