I love Farmer’s Markets. The colors make my heart flutter. I went this morning with the Padre to stock up on some produce for the week. I bought the most delicious artichoke hummus and of course picked out some flowers (I just can never help myself!). Nothing cheers up a gloomy day like a handful of flowers. $4 bouquet at the Farmer’s Market = 3 mini bouquets. Perfection!
Can’t get Phoenix 1901 out of my head. It’s a good thing.