Ahhh Christmas. I had just started delving into my Christmas boxes when Spruce Bog came along. It is our biggest, and perhaps oldest, Christmas fair.
It was a beautiful morning. This photo is my old neighbourhood, McPherson, on my way to pick up Helen. Pink sky in the morning ... But I guess that since we were't sailors, the day turned out beautiful. Well above 0 and melting roads, which meant dirty trucks, but that is A-OK with me.
My friend Helen and I went first thing in the morning - seniors enter 10:15 to 11 and all others come at 11 AM. (There are perks to getting old) It was held in the Canada Games Centre and as we got there early I bought us a coffee and the only table we could find in that area was the kids tables, on which we sat, although considering she had a hip replacement a year ago, perhaps not the wisest choice. We both didn't need a thing and ended up with a bag full of crafts.
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