How to Participate:
1. Go to the market! Any market will do! Food, Clothing, Plant or Animal, if you wish. You can go to the zoo or an art auction. Anywhere or anything that you pay money for a service. I once went to a nail salon.
2. Take pictures! Be creative (or not)
3. Tell us a little bit about the market, what brought you here?
4. Post the picture(s)
5. Don’t forget to hashtag it! #MarketFriday by @dswigle
6. Drop the link to your post here so I can easily find them
Please leave the link to your post on here so it can easily be found by others. They will all be in one place!! Thank you! ❤
I poked my head in here because the ships caught my eye from the street. I get up close and personal with one and can see that these are so very well made. I am not prepared to carry one back home and frankly, I don't want to dust it. So, that makes that decision easier. I promise to come and visit it periodically.
STOP!! BRAIN TEASER AHEAD!!
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Answer: First of all, one of them divides the cake into two pieces. Then, the other person chooses the first piece. Therefore, both of them will be satisfied.
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Who knew life could be so good?
And just like that, this post is done. I hope you had a good time! A small town walkabout is always a lot of fun! As always, I want to thank you for taking the time to visit and for supporting the #MarketFriday challenge! We will sit for a moment or three and then, we will wander down to the dock to see a man about a lobster. Now, you just sit on that bench and tilt your face up towards the shine! Have a most fabulous day! Cheers!!
Let the sun shine in on your life
So the joy may touch your soul
I have been discovering new places, some right in my own area! This week, I went to a new farmers market that was two minutes from my house and while I was there, discovered another farm that sells eggs. Yay! I love to share and be shared with! I am intrigued by different cultures. It is exciting and yes! I would love to see yours! Don't forget to take photos wherever you happen to be shopping - whether it be the grocery store, the local marketplace or even an art gallery, a kite festival! Wherever money is exchanged for a service or for merchandise. Be different if you wish! It does not have to be a traditional market! We will love it! I promise you! Don't forget to use the hashtag #MarketFriday and @dswigle.
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Thank you for visiting my post 💖 Because of you, I come back to post again and again, I am encouraged by you, for the time you take to visit, comment or even upvote. For all of these reasons, I am eternally grateful. Don't ever forget what a wonderful world we live in, people. Let's hold hands around the globe and make this earth really spin. Some days, it is not as easy to see, how wonderful it really is. Kindness counts. Wherever you go, whatever you do.
I always post this poem down at the bottom of my posts. It is one that has become so near and dear to my heart. I only post the most famous part of it, but, wanted to post it in its entirety today.
they set my aunts house on fire
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?
i’ve been praying,
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.
later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered,
"where does it hurt?"
it answered,
"everywhere"
"everywhere"
"everywhere"
warsan shire
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So the joy may touch your soul
I always post this poem down at the bottom of my posts. It is one that has become so near and dear to my heart. I only post the most famous part of it, but, wanted to post it in its entirety today.
i cried the way women on tv do
folding at the middle
like a five pound note.
i called the boy who use to love me
tried to ‘okay’ my voice
i said hello
he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?
and these are what my prayers look like;
dear god
i come from two countries
one is thirsty
the other is on fire
both need water.
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
and whispered,
"where does it hurt?"
it answered,
"everywhere"
"everywhere"