Showing posts with label Flea Market. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Flea Market. Show all posts

Today's Walk With Sumo


Blessed with more snow and a sun that is breaking through, Buddha's cover will not last, it's time for our walk.


Sumo illegally off lead in our Railyard park.


Such a cutie our little Sumo-boy with his snow face as he blends in so nicely.


Sumo loves to sample snow.


Hm, where are those ground squirrels hiding now?


Humongous Green Coyote by Doug Kennel manages to look cute even while covered in snow.



Eric, now a grandfather, so hard at work at clearing access to his Railyard Performance Art Space, he did not even crack a smile for us.


Winter Market vendor not shy at all about having his picture taken.


Our colorful 'hood, love it.


Buddha uncovered by mid-afternoon and laughing, yeah!


see ya at THE FLEA

 The good news:
The Flea Market is back,
in the Railyard,
across from the Farmers Market!
 The bad news:
Walt, the manager, had to be called in to action.
The trouble was that the turkeys had taken over!
Yes, it is the Saturday before Thanks Giving.
Pollo, our best source of local, 
sustainable, organic meat
 brought in a truck load of dead birds,
ready to be schmorred.

(Schmorred goes with Schmarotzer
and Schmorgasboard, such as can be found
on display at a Thanks Giving dinner.
If it is not a word, it should be,
especially for this upcoming holiday.)

So those turkeys, even though dead,
had spilled over in to the walk way 
and obstructed safe passage
across the railroad tracks 
 toward the flea market.

Vendors were abuzz.
Anxiety abounded
over lost opportunities
to make a fortune.
Walt was called to the rescue. 
Poor Walt showed no eagerness to intervene.
Really nothing could be done.
After all, this is New Mexico,
The Land of Enchantment.