Attitude adjustment

Okay, so I let myself be moody and upset for a day and a half.  Then when I woke up this morning the sun was shining, and there wasn’t a rain drop to be found.  Hallelujah!  I decided that Emma and I were going to hop in the car and go do something to perk ourselves up today (not that she needed any perking up). 

I realized that it was Sunday morning, and that meant it was the day for the weekly St. John Farmer’s Market.  It was only about 9:00 and still pretty chilly out, so I was able to leave Emma in the car while I checked out the market.  Any of you that have met Emma know that it was a wise decision on my part.    I don’t call her wild child for nothing.  There were fresh cheeses, pumpkins, squash, and even four kinds of fresh made Biscotti.  I’ve never had Biscotti before, so I bought two little sampler bags that had all four kinds.

This was the kind of stuff I expected last weekend when I attended the Harvest Festival.  I bought one of those baskets of tomatoes, and got eight very nice tomatoes for $2.  I also couldn’t pass up getting a handful of honey crisp apples.  They were the most expensive, but the farmer explained to me that they are also the apple that takes the most amount of work to grow.  I know I’ll eat at least one of them, but I’m thinking I might make some more applesauce out of the rest since I bought those expensive cinnamon sticks a couple of weeks ago.  Home made applesauce made with cinnamon sticks and a little brown sugar is something hard to beat in my book.  There were also plenty of wild bees around buzzing all the fresh produce.  I got a hoot out of the one trying to find a way into the boxed honeycombs.  Bee pollen was also for sale to sprinkle on your cereal and such.  I’d never heard of that before.  Maybe AL could use that in one of his blender messes that he concocts.

Plenty of peaches, grapes, peppers, and preserves could be had also.  I did create a bit of a stir amongst the sellers because of taking the pictures.  Several of them even knew what a blog was when I told them why I was taking the pics.    The farmer that I bought the apples from told me that there is a lady that stops by every week to take pictures of his produce all summer.  She uses the pictures to put on the front of notecards.  Interesting idea.

After I had my bagful of delicious bounty, Emma and I drove out to revisit LaSalle Fish and Wildlife Area for a good long walk.  I’m going to save those pics for tomorrow as this post is long enough.

I got a timely reminder as we headed back to the rig. (‘The Little House on the Parking Lot’.)  I’m determined to begin this week with an optimistic point of view.

Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later,  Judy