What to Do, What to Do.

All right – if I’m going to make my own job – what’s it going to be?

There’s a cute little “old west” looking strip mall on the highway about a mile from my house.  I know the owner and he had a couple of vacant spaces.  

So that took care of the “where”.

In thinking about the “what” – I knew it would be retail but, although a lot of things crossed my mind, nothing seemed to really click with me.   I couldn’t rely on just the locals or just the tourists – it had to be something that would appeal to both.   Then one day – while at the Farmers Market – I met a local woman who makes goat’s milk lotions and soaps, and a man whose wife makes all kinds of interesting jellies and jams.  I met a man who carves mixing spoons from local wood, a woman selling flavored shelled, as well as in-the-shell, pecans from a regional farm, and a man who writes historical fiction set in the wild west days of Arizona.  That was IT!  Locally MADE, GROWN, and WRITTEN!