“To me, photography is an art of observation. It’s about finding something interesting in an ordinary place . . . I’ve found it has little to do with the things you see and everything to do with the way you see them.”
~ Elliott Erwitt
My market, my market, oh how it’s become so ingrained in my life! Saturday morning is never a question; it’s always our family time. It’s Waits in the carrier, me sipping coffee from my not a paper cup, Damian eating his Black Sheep Bakery vegan brownie. Holding hands, strolling by the familiar stalls that change their face with the seasons. Last week’s peaches are this week’s potatoes, and we plan our menus as we meander. Wave hello to our favorite farmers. Smile at the overly-enthusiastic honey man. Laugh at the two dueling balloon animal dudes in the plaza. Joke with the coffee crew and talk vegan cheese at the pizza stall. Mostly, we enjoy each other. No matter what else occurs for the rest of the week, we can always count on this.
My market is shutting down in two weeks. We’ll have to find a new Saturday morning activity . . . and we’ll have to get used to less fresh produce. But I’m not thinking about that now – I’m just celebrating my market! Here’s what we’ve been seeing:
Happy winter my dears! Let’s all raise a soup mug and *cheers*, for these days of dark only highlight the lightness to come!
This random zinnia popped up in an unused pot. Aww, little fighter! It’s been months since my last “state of the garden” address, and a lot has changed since then! By now we’ve had our first frost, in fact, and the whole shebang is shut down for the winter. Only the kale lives on. (because [...]
Ahhhh yes, love that alliteration . . . On the first Monday of every month, we take on a ‘mission’ – a shift or habit or inspiration – to work on together. There’s strength (and support) in numbers! On the last Thursday of the month, we reconvene to see how far we’ve come. Happy December! [...]
Oh dear oh dear. Friday afternoon was a messy busy blur. Evening came fast and brought burritos from heaven. By nighttime I was kidnapped, taken (against my will I swear!) to my favorite martini bar, where immaculate pineapple habañero concoctions were imbibed. Bedtime came late that night. Saturday morning I was dragged out of bed, [...]
This month, our mission was to set a mantra – something to inspire and empower us in our lives. The hardest part isn’t coming up with the affirmation. The tough part is remembering to do it, and do it often enough that is sticks to your psyche. I began the month intending to tell myself: [...]
