Everything and all

Looks like my earlier posts with the pictures didn't make it through.
Don't know what a girl has to do to post pics to her blog in this day and age of technology when we are fucking with planets I can't as much as write a goddamn blog!!
Okay.
So today was spent at a flower market.
It was a bit of a fantastic experience because it seems like Christmas is in full swing of things and it's not a festival as such here but I think because of its universal appeal Christmas is celebrated by many people.
I got a few wreaths made for a couple friends who I know would be happy to receive them seeing that they do celebrate Christmas.

It was a cold day, the kind that makes you question your choice of cotton trousers and converse shoes when boots and denims should have been the outfit of the day.

Well, what can you do? At least my jacket was a thick layers of five toasty warmth's and for that I'm glad cuz my heart kept ticking.

This quaint flower area was peculiar because it housed not just fifty foot tall Christmas trees and there were a couple dozen shops selling them but there were also some artisanal pottery and aroma shops that made niche handcrafted ceramics and earthenwares and dealt with absolutely amazing scents.
I was on the lookout for a salt pig but instead bought a few dresses for my cat and some candles for the winter month along with unique scents to fill my room with diffusers .
It was unbelievable the sorts of candles and scent infusions I saw .
They were absolutely bizarre and amazingly delicious.
From the scent of freshly drying clothes in the alps to freshly chopped winter wood by the river to oud and frankincense, they had some fabulous speciality candles and there was one which was called green tea and vanilla and can I just say it had the most luxuriously intoxicating breath of mellowed vanilla that had somehow made into the realms of green tea on a crystal chariot and I had to buy one, in fact I bought two along with a coconut lime diffuser which I didn't think could be anything special but by the heavens if special wore a bow tie and strutted on a catwalk wearing the most atrociously amazing designer clothes then that diffuser scent had to be it.
I mean it smelled like I was sitting in a warm quilt by a toasty fireplace, drinking pina colada from a diamond encrusted gold cup while a freshly squeezed lemon danced near my cheeks.
How does one resist that? I mean one might but I can't and couldn't.

That wasn't all, there was much more I bought and most were bakery and kitchen items which I could write at length about, but now it's dinner time and I gotta rush.