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Wish Pickle Newsletter, Volume 1, Issue 4

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Our fridge is groaning under the weight of all this food! We’ll have a full house on Thursday, though not as full as we’d like it. Some family and friends won’t be able to make it.  Remember, Thanksgiving Day is not about the food. It’s about being grateful.  Whether you are at a full table, or a alone, please take a moment to reflect on what you have. Sometimes even the smallest of mercies are the best.

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The Journey
The next installment of The Journey is here! Summer sees something that terrifies her in the bus’s huge rear view mirror.    Chapter 4 here!  In the style of the old hippie bible, Last Whole Earth Catalog, we present  The Journey, the story of a family seeking something. Along the way they have adventures. We don’t know where they’re going or what is going to happen to them but every week or so we’re going to add to their story. Read the beginning here: The Journey
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It’s time to think about what to gift our family and loved ones with. We have some ideas, and have been making lists. If you’re stumped we may have something in Wish Pickle to help you out. And if you can’t find what you want, but you have a great idea, let us know and we’ll make it for you. No extra design fees!  Got an Idea?

 

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Hippie Chick and Flower Child

The Journey: Chapter Four


The Journey: 4 (Still in Iowa)

Jeff had just turned off the freeway, guiding the bus up the off ramp and onto a county road. There was supposed to be an historical marker ahead. Summer had tidied up a little, stowing the loose things from the kids’ lesson and her own laptop was powered down and slipped into its cubby. She sat on the bench seat behind Jeff watching out the front window for the sign that would indicate they had reached the place where amazing things had once happened long before, when she saw something out of the corner of her eye.

“What was that?” she asked Jeff.

“Hmm,” he responded absently.

She turned around in her seat to look behind her and then back to the front, searching for anything that could have moved in her field of vision. “I saw something in the big mirror.”

As she watched his eyes glanced up and met hers in the reflection. “Like what?”

She blinked and shook her head. It would sound crazy if she told him. “It was probably just the sun hitting it,” she lied but even after he had looked to the front again, she couldn’t take her eyes off the wide expanse of mirrored glass above the windshield.

There was a stiff breeze so the historical part of their stop was kept necessarily short. They stood around the large sign while Jeff read the information on it in but Bren and Saige kept their noses down inside the collars of their jackets.

“I’m cold, Mom,” Saige whined. “Can’t you tell us about this stuff inside the bus?”

Back inside she heated up a family sized can of tomato soup and began slathering butter on bread to make grilled cheese sandwiches.  “We can’t continue eating like this,” she said to no one in particular.

Bren picked a crunchy bit of browned cheese off the frying pan and popped it in his mouth. “Why not?”

“We’re eating the same stuff for lunch and dinner and it’s all instant or canned or carbs.”

Steaming bowls were set on the table and even though the wind was making the bus rock a little bit, it’s was cozy inside.  Saige slurped noisily at her spoon before saying with a grin, “I like it.”

Summer couldn’t help but smile back but the truth was that their health would suffer if they didn’t start eating some fresh foods. She ate her sandwich standing up next to the tiny two-burner stove.

Jeff wolfed his down and stood up, stretching. “We’d better get back on the road.”

Summer looked around. The landscape was flat with dead cornfields stretching into the distance. “Why? Can’t we just stay here tonight?”

“There’s plenty of travel hours left in the day,” Jeff reminded her as he settled himself into the driver’s seat.

“But we aren’t in a hurry to go anyplace. No one will bother us here. Let’s just stay put. I can work on a painting and the kids can do their school work.”

Up until then she’d been looking at the back of his head but she noticed he was looking upwards and she couldn’t help herself. She glanced above him, above the windshield to the big mirror, and gasped. His expression was full of anger and hatred, but worse even than that, there was something else in the mirror.

 

 

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Wish Pickle Newsletter, Volume 1, Issue 3

It’s time to think about what to gift our family and loved ones with. We have some ideas, and have been making lists. If you’re stumped we may have something in Wish Pickle to help you out. And if you can’t find what you want, but you have a great idea, let us know and we’ll make it for you. No extra design fees!  Got an Idea?

 

The Journey
The next installment of The Journey is here! Something seems to be affecting Jeff and Summer doesn’t know what to make of it.   Number 3 here!  In the style of the old Last Whole Earth Catalog, we present  The Journey, the story of a family seeking something. Along the way they have adventures. We don’t know where they’re going or what is going to happen to them but every week or so we’re going to add to their story. Read the beginning here: The Journey
 New products the week of November 7-November 13, 2017
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These solid potpourri scented Rosepods are a classic and make a great gift for the women in your life.  On sale now – $2 OFF!!  https://wishpickleshop.com/product/rose-pods-solid-potpourri-sachet-in-organza-gift-bag/
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Hippie Chick and Flower Child

The Journey: Chapter Three


The Journey: 3 (Iowa)

 

“What happened to you back there?” Summer asked her husband. “You looked like you were in a trance.”

“It was nothing.” His voice was sharp, completely unlike his usual happy-go-lucky demeanor.

They had made a simple dinner of macaroni and cheese on the Coleman stove and the kids were running around on the winter-yellow grassy lawn of the rest stop after eating.  Even so early in the winter season it was novel to be able to run on the ground with no snow underfoot. “I can do some of the driving you know. You don’t have to do it all.”

He looked at her and his lips started to move, like he was going to say something but then they clamped shut and he shook his head slightly. “No, I prefer to do the driving.”

The first night in the bus went surprisingly smoothly. Summer tucked the kids into their bunks and made herself a cup of tea. The rest area had free wi-fi and she wanted to take advantage of it to upload her latest design to her website. Jeff had pulled out the bench seat that converted to a bed and was already there with his eyes shut.

She glanced over at him, noting that his face was a little sweaty. It wasn’t warm in the bus. On the contrary, it was slightly cool. They were still in the upper midwest and the temperatures were below freezing outside.

“Why are you staring at me?” he growled in a low whisper.

Echoing what he had said to her earlier she responded quietly. “Sorry, I was just thinking about stuff, I guess.”

“Hurry up and finish what you’re doing. I can’t sleep with all that light.”

She looked at her laptop screen. The light was on power save so it wasn’t very bright and her body actually blocked most of it from where he was.  Sighing she powered down and closed the computer.  She ground her molars together. If he expected her artwork to pay for this adventure he had better get on board with her actually creating designs.

The next day, somewhere along I-35 in Iowa, where the land is flat and the largest things to look at are the immense windmills spinning madly as they cast their long shadows over fields of corn, Summer opened up the package of homeschooling supplies she’d gathered. After looking at a lot of different web sites and joining several Facebook groups, she’d  decided to stick to the the basics of math and English. She’d use their life on the road to create opportunities to learn about other things like science and history and Social Studies.

“Bren and Saige, Come over to the table. We’re going to work on a lesson.” She had expected them to whine and refuse but instead they happily did as she asked and before long were bent over worksheets.

“Hey sweetie,” Jeff called out.  “Do you want to find us someplace interesting to stop for lunch?”

It was as if the day before had never happened. Summer had worried over her husband’s behavior to such a degree that she hadn’t slept much. One of her biggest concerns was if he was regretting the decision to live in the bus. They couldn’t easily go back now. Their house was rented and the tenants had a year long lease. Their jobs were history, and in a small town in the north woods those kinds of jobs didn’t come open too frequently.

She had just picked up her cell phone to do a search for parks or historical places when a ping announced she had a message. “I just sold a picture,” she announced excitedly.

“Oh, babe, that’s awesome. Everything is working out just as I’d planned.”

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Wish Pickle Newsletter Volume 1, Issue 2

We’re turning our eyes toward the holidays. Flower Child has been busy designing Thanksgiving and Christmas orders. 

The Journey
The next installment of The Journey is here! The family set out in their bus, not finished as they had hoped but warm and roadworthy. But something strange seems to be happening.  Number 2 here!
In the style of the old Last Whole Earth Catalog, we present the beginning of The Journey, the story of a family seeking something. Along the way
they have adventures. We don’t know where they’re going or what is going to happen to them but every week or so we’re going to add to their story. Read the beginning here: The Journey
 New products the week of October 30-November 6, 2017
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