Summer in January

Out on the loading dock, things were hopping. Cameron had shipments flying left and right. It was crazy. Civilians were in the way. Steven was risking his limbs darting in front of the forklift to examine the granite slabs, never heeding the danger.



















A crowd of sinks showed up to interview for the different plumbed positions available at the new store. A nice group really. We thought we'd keep the lot of them.















Some hopeful millwork waited outside the seafood department.














The vanity case is a total diva and won't wait with the other millwork.















I think she might be wearing fur. (No, just kidding, its a palmwood of some kind...)














Still life with produce and electricians.
As a side note, Steven was my foreground, but he whisked out of the frame just as I shot it.



















Steven was in a bit of a dark mood, in stark contrast to the daylight streaming in the mullioned windows.



















I gasped loudly before realizing it was merely a casually discarded tamale husk.


















This may be the only time you ever see a COKE in the store at New Leaf....


















Steven haunts the wine department.





































Jared has discovered that earplugs really improve his on the job communication skills.


















Or was it just that Mike was singing "I want you to want me" at the top of his lungs......














Not everyone was feeling as cheerful, as this piece of Madix shelving will testify.


















And with that, Mercury goes retrograde for three weeks.