The gallery on Chuckanut used to be a gas station along with a mom and pop store ,serving the village . Now the village is no longer a village , more like a suburb of Bellingham. but back in the day ,when I lived there, the little store was essential.
It is a nice enough gallery, one section is gifty , the other side is art and the back is yard art.
Stella had a gift certificate to spend so that is how we spent the afternoon.
There was very little there for fifty dollars or less- maybe a card or a bar of soap but generally all high ticket items .
There were some little garden gnomes of rusted something. they were cheerful and sweet. Maybe they would like to be in Stella's garden.
Hemmed and hawed and decided "no".
Finally came upon the perfect thing, a metal flying woman that is to attach to the side of house or post.
Great! From there we went to lunch, because shopping is such difficult arduous work.
Loads of glass garden art in the back garden. They would not last long around here that is for sure, we have rocks as our "garden" , Rocks are not quite so fragile and are the right price.
By the time I came home it was still dark as it has been all week but there was a sliver of sunshine slicing horizontally over the town, I took these shots from the deck - the sun slice only lasted about three minutes.
The curly willow is confused, not sure if it is winter or just a quick nap...you can see it budding.