WEEKENDING

“Shake the hand
 that feeds you.”

~ Michael Pollan

Saturday was picking fresh
vegetables from the fields,
a crowded farmers market,
introducing people to one
of my favorite vegetables
seeing old friends and making
new ones, listening to the
band play, being surprised
at how many pets people bring
to the market, enjoying
a loaf of fresh sour dough
bread from a new vendor
and missing vendors from
years past. There was a
quick stop at the flea market
and only spending a dollar
[more about that on Thursday],
some weeding in the herb
bed and having to put down
pepper flakes to keep the
puppies from digging up all
my plants. Staying up way too
late trying to knit a rope basket
and realizing my hands may
not be strong enough to get
it as tight as I want.
Sunday has started off slow and
quiet with a hot cup of coffee,
a silent home and no plans, just
letting the day unfold as it sees
fit.
Joining up with the lovely Amanda.