What a difference. Last year the 19th was a Saturday, the one before Christmas and traditionally our biggest day of the year. If you remember, it snowed, and snowed, and snowed. The store never opened! We were fortunate to survive that experience; it almost brought The Bare Wall to an unexpected end. But we are still here, and today was sunny and allowed for a few shoppers . . . Bob and I spent the free time refilling our "flea market table" which shoppers demolished on Saturday. Still a lot of nice bargains to be had, so be sure to check the shelves just inside the door . . . Sold some more of our goat milk soap; the company is now Pennsylvania owned, but the goats are still in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia. One customer from the region filled us in: there are now a lot of goat-raising farms in the area. The owners once raised tobacco, but when that market "went south" they turned to goats. Just why those animals were the chosen replacement for "the weed" is not quite clear . . . "Santa Claus is Coming to Town" in this limo. It plays the tune in the traditional way: wind it up. No computer chips here. And the tree on the hood goes around as the music plays. $35 . . .
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