It is a lovely day in the summer of 2007, Weezie. You are nearly two and the baby who will become Little Clam is developing inside your mom's belly. We're at a Barn Sale hosted by a group of farm women at (yup, you guessed it) a big old barn on the edge of town. GG was living here then and we were prowling for relics and bargains with your mom and dad. GG was finding all kinds of items she had been throwing away for the last four decades, all with outrageous prices. Everyone was having a good time, except you wanted something and in this picture we were trying to guess what it might be. (Women, what do they want?) It was not not not the water in the sippy cup on the table.Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Barn Sale Days
It is a lovely day in the summer of 2007, Weezie. You are nearly two and the baby who will become Little Clam is developing inside your mom's belly. We're at a Barn Sale hosted by a group of farm women at (yup, you guessed it) a big old barn on the edge of town. GG was living here then and we were prowling for relics and bargains with your mom and dad. GG was finding all kinds of items she had been throwing away for the last four decades, all with outrageous prices. Everyone was having a good time, except you wanted something and in this picture we were trying to guess what it might be. (Women, what do they want?) It was not not not the water in the sippy cup on the table.
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