Posted by Loulou on Feb 24, 2014 | 0 comments

It’s Sunday again and off they go—to market, to market to buy a fat hen—well, at least the product of a fat hen, which are sold throughout our little market on Wednesdays and Sundays.  Today being Sunday, they won’t be back until lunchtime because the anthros meet out along the sea and chat and hear the latest gossip and watch the boats sail by...