This time, Linda initiated the trip to Atlanta to coincide with the Karen's gallery show and the Castleberry Hill Art Walk. Linda's friend, Kembra, offered her house and e-mailed a map. I put it on my calendar and checked the bus schedule.
Karen collected me from Greyhound and we headed north to Atlantic Station: I wanted to see the big green watery figures; she wanted to stop at IKEA.


A genuine international market with marvelous images. (My apologies to the DFM for taking photos. My excuse for not seeing the sign near the entry prohibiting photos was "we were hurrying before they closed. . . it was late. . . it couldn't have been the wine. . . .")
And so ended Thursday....
iPhone Photos: images from not to be missed Dekalb Farmer's Market
BushStrokes (c) AAB
2 comments:
ha ha ..so fun...and of course it couldn't have been the wine. Wish I'd been there with ya'll......
Cheryl
It was great fun and a very relaxed loosely planned few days. I need another weekend to absorb it all. I need to have some focus for my work. AND then I just need time to work. BUT I am open for another weekend, anytime!
A
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