Today I became Poppy Buxom, shopgirl. I worked in the gift shop at the Moffatt-Ladd house. I sat here
and sold these
and especially these.
While I waited for customers to show up, I looked out the windows.
And explored the storage closet.
A whole box of tricorns! Be still my heart.
A couple came in. They got married on Saturday. When the bride signed the guestbook, she said it was the first time she had signed her new name. They were on their honeymoon. She bought a souvenir tree ornament for their first Christmas tree.
They were in their seventies.
I let them in free.
I would have taken a picture, but maybe that wouldn't have been appropriate. After all, we were the historic sights; they were the tourists.
After my shift was over, I took pictures in the garden.