Materials and cloth on sale at the Bath Farmers Market, EnglandThis posting is dedicated to all the women I love whom have taught me so much about patience, spontaneity, decision-making, and a love for beautiful things when out shopping with them. 1. The shop was nothing much to look at from the outside. But enter its labrynthine interior and you entered a world that glowed with wondrous colours . Hundreds of precision parade bales of cloth were stacked along the walls and great swaths of multi-hued cloth tumbled over the counters. So much variety, but what to choose? 2. The choice was overwhelming. Perhaps not cloth. What about these beautiful yarns? Could she, she wondered, create something that she could add to what she already owned? But so many projects came to mind. Just how many of these should she buy? 3. To one side, in one of the corners and almost hidden from view, she spied a column of bundles of rolled up yarn. They seemed to resemble rainbow fish nets encrusted with jewels from the deep. 4. But which ones to choose? Ah, there was one that had every colour. Perhaps she could make something clever with that? 5. No, No. These are much better. She decided on the blue and the orange and suddenly it came to her. What about the black jumper she had at home. Perhaps she could swirl them around her neck, a bit like Dr. Who? 6. Should it be one or two colours? 7. Mmmm….. Maybe just the one colour? 8. Ah here is another colour. Choices, choices. No, she'll take all three, she decided. Actually, no. She'' sleep on it. So difficult to make up her mind. All this hard work deserved a strong cup of coofee at the Bath Farmers Market. So off she went. 4. And there it was. Just what she had imagined. It had to be fate. So she bought the lot for £9.99.