The calm before

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This is actually a sight not usually seen: The Saturday Market booth set up, boxes waiting patiently to disgorge their contents onto the shelves. On a normal day, Denise would be busy unpacking while I moved the van to public parking. I'd join her when I got back, and between the two of us, we'd have everything in its place in about half an hour.

Denise is still recovering from her bout with pneumonia. She plans to bus down this afternoon to join me, help me load out, but this morning, I'm still on my own. It'll take me at least an hour from this point to get everything set up, the boxes stashed out of sight. Once again I'm reminded how much I rely on her help, how thankful I am we caught this thing in time for her to recover.