Write two haiku about: the hunter.
One of the orders that was being picked up this afternoon was put in by a family from Penticton who normally visit our stall at the farmers market. They were away on Saturday and will be away again this coming weekend, so they made the trip down to see us (and our produce, I suppose).
They're pretty much my favorite customers, thanks to their genuine enthusiasm for the produce, how appreciative they are of the work we do, and because they are just really, really, really nice. It was a real treat to have them visit the farm for the first time, and their daughter (seven or eight years old, maybe?) got a kick out of picking a few apricots right from the trees.
Back to the bakery tomorrow morning. Time to switch gears once more.
Oh, the new laptop finally arrived today. Still trying to get things set up the way we like it, but it's looking good so far.
No line is too long,
nor store too far, to deter
The Bargain Hunter
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With his rifle at
the ready, he stalks these woods,
searching for his prey