Saturday, May 7, 2011

Acting like a tourist in my own hometown

The Saturday morning farmers' market is something I tend to miss more often than not, choosing to sleep in and/or lounge around instead. Today, I got up early and got out amongst 'em. I bought lots of just-picked salad greens for my sister's Mother's Day party tonight and....
three basil plants, in hopes of duplicating the delicious pesto from our Italy trip. Every town offers wonderful diversions like this. If we'd only take advantage of them, we could get that "vacation" feeling all year 'round!
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