Saturday, June 25, 2011


Mountain Saturdays are the very best...except now I have this problem where every time I go to a Farmer's Market I want to change my life and become a farmer, selling my goods each weekend.  Seems like it would be a simple way to live.

Alas, societal norms beckon so I have to live out that particular life in my daydreams.

 { blooms }

 { if you aren't eating radishes, you're nuts! }

 { breakfast }

 { market }

Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience. --R.W. Emerson


  1. I bet that farming just looks like a simple way to live. I predict it is harder than we can imagine. But . . . you don't seem afraid of hard work so keep the fantasy alive!


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