We returned to the market on Saturday. We bought carnations this time. It was my son who chose them. The variety of flowers did not agree with what I had conceived, but I think that he made a good choice with the color. Joyful.
It was nicer last week. The woman who sold the flowers was from the village and the flowers were from her garden, I'm sure. She was a simple woman that negotiates the price. It's a pity that I did not go to my mom on that aspect. Incredible, my mom. Ther's nobody like her haggling over the price. She even was able to receive money from the vendors, who paid her for her to go away bucause she meant prejudice! I'm exaggerating, of course, but my mom always could buy good bargains, that's for sure.
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