It's a market of contemplation that has real value. Though most people might just want to show it off. And yes, I'm cynical about that all. But I love to pay for good work. I have one carpenter who's quite the genius. Around 20% more expensive than others, but he gets the right wood, the right quality, and me. He gets me. Which is hard. And he always comes back to make sure everything is perfect, and even the smallest thing that wasn't quite perfect - he'll be on my doorstep the next day to fix it.
It's a thing of community as well. One has to get to know those who are eligible for community, and those who aren't. He'd be my community carpenter. I know who to call for solid structure work. Who for arts. Who for white line. Who for the garden. But that takes time, to build that community. Many people move around too quickly, or never overcome the fragmentation that comes with the superficiality these days. Dang. I forgot to put the dill seeds in the ground.
Community means so much. Here there's a lot of young 'tradies' as we call them starting businesses and trying to male their way. They're better than the old guard - more polite, more willing, more keen. Happy to support them... EXCEPT every time we get a quote my husband ends up doing it himself 🤣
I've never been a fan of dill, and apart from potatoes or salmon, I'm not sure how to use it. It's the single herb I have no affinity with!
Well, potato and fish is about it. Cucumbers and pickles are in there, too, but besides that... I make a lot of dill pickles, so I always need a good amount. They're in the earth now, let's see if they sprout!
Okay I can definitely live with dill pickles! My Nana was German, so it's a little bit in my DNA... :P