You gotta know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em

A day trip to Chelan gave us a nice break from the rhythm.

Five Blog posts ago we wrote about how it felt natural to be a part of the Farmer’s Market in Leavenworth. Although we still feel connected to that community, we recently had to make the tough call to walk away.

In order to create something worthwhile you must edit.

Friends + Food, two of our Favorite things.

My good friend Kait is a writer and lives in New York. She talked most recently in her Blog, Kait Gets Lit, about editing a story for her upcoming book (a collection of short stories that take place in the Pacific Northwest). In order for this specific story to work among the collection, she had to erase a part that had meaning to her. The fact is, the whole was stronger without it.

Being able to take time to rest makes all the difference.

Argonaut has come to that point with the Farmer’s Market. The market became something we were killing ourselves to make happen at a detriment to our brick and mortar. The whole point in being involved was to add to Argonaut. The reality is, it was only adding a burden. This does not mean we are against the Farmer’s Market in any way. Just to say, this summer was not good timing. Hopefully, at another point in Argonaut’s story we may be able to add this element back to the picture. For now, I glean wisdom from Kenny Rogers when he says, “You gotta know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em.”

The Gambler (1978), Kenny Rogers


-Lindsey