Yesterday Truman and I tootled down to the University district, where first we stopped in at the bookstore, where Tru was disconcerted by the Husky mascot:
Next, he helped me look through the sale tables, which had a selection of bargain and used books marked down 50%.
I exercised restraint and bought just two items -- the first is a very cool box with accompanying materials called The Seashell Collector, with a box to display your shells in (which of course I had enough to fill each space), a fold-out book describing various types of shells, a lovely blank notebook, and a lot of postcards. On sale, it cost me $3.50.
For another $3.50, I picked up this book wherein various authors talk about reading and writing in a Q &A fashion that makes for easy reading and therefore, a perfect bathroom book.
Next, Truman and I headed downstairs to the supply department where I admired a variety of art pens but was very good and didn't buy a single thing.
Our final stop was the wee frame shop and art gallery across the street, Four Corners, which carries my original watercolors as well as some prints. There I picked up a nice check for the three pieces that had sold over the holidays. The owner wants me to bring in more pieces soon.
Back at the car, I decided to sketch the view from the parking lot, which happened to be a frat house across the street, with a lovely big tree in the parking lot that partly blocked the view.
Truman was unimpressed by my efforts.
I believe that is his trademark "just take me home" expression. Which I did!