Come Saturday Morning...

I went away with Daughter and Daughter-in-law.

We went to the Fulton Street Market.

I haven't been there in decades. If I remember correctly, the last time I went I had to hold my dad's hand.

Oh, the wonders of a farmer's market! Do we truly appreciate that someone actually toils for the food that appears on our tables? I'd like to think that I do.

My purchases were humble, but oh, so lovely to behold!

I came away with zuccini, summer squash, blueberries, raspberries, tomatoes, red and green peppers, two bunches of dried lavendar, two bars of beeswax and a jar of raspberry jam.

We shall eat like kings and queens this week!

Of course, I WANTED more than I actually bought, so I just may have to go back later in the week. The green beans looked good. I also found someone with bags of roving. But, can I really start another craft? I think not. But at least I know where to go to get it if I change my mind.

After the farmer's market it was on to breakfast.

Then, thrift shopping. For two dollars I happily walked away with a bag of 'vintage' Fisher Price Little People furniture, several of them 'nursery' pieces. Now, if only I could find the baby I bought on eBay. He hasn't been seen since we moved. I'm anticipating Jonge's excitement, as he will now have MORE seats and MORE beds for his little friends.

Next it was naps, coffee and lunch. This renewed our strength and I dragged THGGM along on a trip to my favorite antique place. We had not been there for some time, so there were lots of new delights for me to rummage through. There I found a lovely little pitcher for my pink bathroom.

I think I will require an additional nap to propel me through the remainder of this day.

(while i napped, thggm washed sheets and hung them on the line to dry. the neighbor ladies are impressed!)