This morning has been so wonderful. A breeze greeted me as I opened a window to catch the scent of Autumn in the air. With glee, I rushed to the kids’ room to pull out the first long sleeved clothes of the season. I dressed Miles in a flannel shirt with jeans and Ella chose soft knit long pants and a long sleeve floral shirt.
We all piled into the car and headed down to the farmer’s market. Signs of the impending season where everywhere. Squash were in abundance, everyone was wearing long sleeves and you couldn’t make a turn without bumping into a pumpkin.
Our farmer was there, thank God. She wasn’t there last week and I’m not sure I could have handled another week of questions like, “Where’s our farmer?” “Did she fall into the pig pen?” “Why wasn’t she there?”. I was assured she would be there next week, as we decided which box of berries we were going to choose.
After wandering the market for a bit, we stopped by our favorite bakery booth to pick out our special treat for the weekend. Today, Ella chose cupcakes and she clutched the box to her chest as we made our way over to the steps by the Irish band that was playing.
We all enjoyed cupcakes while listening to the music with a breeze dancing through the crowd. The berries were tiny little bits of dynamite, packed with flavor and juice. Smiles abounded and all were rich with laughter.
It was truly a wonderful morning.
Snuggles, cupcakes and music.
Tiny dynamites of flavor.