Ok so I was bad.
I skipped yesterday. (hangs head in shame)
But I had a really great day yesterday with my wonderful husband! I thought about writing about a million times, but not one of those times did I actually sat down and type something out.
So instead, today I will share with you what I did yesterday. It was a Wednesday, which means it was Farmer’s Market day!
Brad and I are back to going to the market every Wednesday morning. Its a tradition that went by the wayside earlier in the year because of job conflicts (once again, the nice way to say it…), but came back with a vengeance. We buy our eggs, our produce, our nuts and raisins on Wednesday mornings. We plan a wonderful feast for the evening. We visit with farmer friends and hear about new restaurants, new bands, or new projects.
Brad said it yesterday and I’ll say it again. I love our market family.
I sort of stopped taking pictures at the market over the last few months. It’s not that there isn’t gorgeous fruit or crazy looking vegetables. It’s usually that my hands are full or I’m chomping on an apple or something instead.
But yesterday, I had my phone handy and snapped a few shots of our amazing market. I say this every time I talk about it:
We are so lucky that this is practically in our backyards.