We got our first batch of produce of the season from our CSA share in Tante Farm yesterday, so much of the day was spent sitting outside with Clementine, washing dirt and bugs from lettuce, pealing potatoes, and trimming roots from radishes. Once we were done, the plan was to drop by for the grand opening of the new VG Kids store on Michigan Avenue, and then come back home to begin work on the magazine. It didn’t quite work out that way, though. Once we got there, Clementine started dancing with her friend, Amelia, I started stuffing my face with tamales and almond cookies, and Linette started talking with friends. Before we knew it, the night was shot for work. It was still a pretty damn good day in Ypsi, though, eating organic salad, drinking good, locally brewed beer, and celebrating a new store coming to downtown, in a space that had been vacant for the past 25 years.
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Why won’t they let that little girl out of VG Kids? She isn’t a seamstress, is she?
Just don’t eat their gumballs. Somebody stuck needles in them.
I like the juxtaposition of the first and last pictures.
From, “I’m gritty, a real salt of the earth farmgirl. World-weary despite my tender years.”
To, “I’m hip, edgy, and urban. And I see my favorite band over at the tap room. Um. Can somebody open the door?”
Eat your beets and shut up!
Yeah, they’re selling pins in a gumball machine. They’re “Ypsi” pins though. There’s something kind of beautiful about choking to death on an “Ypsi” pin. Tragic, yes. But also beautiful and poetic.
And that’s a wonderful observation, Murph… I thought that she looked kind of “Grapes of Wrath”y in that first photo, but it hadn’t occurred to me to look at the other as a kind of “city mouse” foil. Very nice.
(I guess the landlord didn’t take down the “Don’t Invest in Ypsi” sign.)