Monday, June 02, 2014
Damn Hippies With Their Long-Playing Records and Wacky Tobaccy
"Don't worry" he shouted to everyone now watching him, "I'll get him. I'm a professional fly hunter."
And he did.
Banker man turns to me laughing and says, "He could find worse ways to deal with boredom."
Since the ground didn't open to let me disappear, I decided to take it as a proud, "That's my boy" moment. The kid grew up on a farm with cattle-he really is a professional fly hunter.
Vintage hippie top-can't remember, quite old
Skirt- K Mart a few seasons ago
Macramé handbag-Goodwill, Council Bluffs
Belt-Can't remember, think I bought it new
Hey, where did that come from?!
We're off to do a bit of thrifting because Danny informs me the wombat needs accessories. Who am I to argue?