Farmer's Market

I walked over to the town's new Farmer's Market this morning. It was a perfect summer's day with a light breeze and lots of sunshine. On the way over, I spotted a little boy who seemed to be taking his first ride on a bicycle with training wheels. His expression said it all...lips pursed, eyes focused downward and a chin filled with determination. I thought, he'll be riding aound on the streets in no time. His mom walked ahead with the family dog.

When I got to the Market, I noticed they had set up on some vacant town land which backs onto a few houses. I couldn't help thinking that the residents must not be happy with this new invasion of their privacy. This lady was lounging on what was her back porch..ooh. It wouldn't help that they had a band there playing country music all day. It is strawberry season, so lots of strawberries were on sale from local farms and they do taste so much fresher than from the large supermarkets. Wouldn't you know, I bought a basket of huge purple plums that were imported from the U.S. because the local plums are not yet ready. Well, at least they put it in a bio-degradeable plastic bag! I also bought delicious pastries brought in from a bakery (chocolate chip muffin, blueberry muffin, plain croissant, cherry turnover, almond croissant).

M was glued to the TV set for most of the day, watching the Wimbledon tennis final where Federer finally won after a marathon match against Roddick. He just left with K to play a game of tennis. L went to work early this morning and has an afternoon tennis lesson. I'm baking a chicken in the oven (smells so good) and trying that new salsa recipe I got. I didn't have any green peppers, so I put in an extra tomato and am going to locate my blender.

I just heard on the news of a deadly monorail crash in Disneyworld, Florida of all places.