the wind is a dramatic performer tonight. the windows are vibrating and the trees are swaying. the lake is ferocious. and there is a roar outdoors. the noise is constant and unrelenting. i should be sleeping, getting nicely rested for our sale tomorrow. but i'm awake with the wind. upstairs my bath is waiting, all steamy and sweet. but i'm full of nervous energy that the wind is whipping up in me.
tomorrow is our sale (wednesday january 18th, from 3-8). i hope you can make it out to the little white house at 55 mowat ave in portsmouth village. we have lots of little goodies for you to fall in love with. so if you're out and about, stop in. our next sale will be on sunday january 29th from 10 - 4.