Where flowers bloom, so does hope.
– Lady Bird Johnson
The days are getting cooler and drier. It feels so wonderful outside! If the stars were more visible, it would definitely be a star-gazing night. My beau and I made cookies tonight, instead. His were just stunning!
The Farmer’s Market was full of people, and the park was just gorgeous. We took a walk through a wooded trail, avoiding piles of dog feces. Gross. We sat through a cooking show and got a free sample of seafood soup (because I can’t remember what they called it). It was delicious! I’d never had black drum before, and Paul, the chef, threw in scallops and shrimp as well. The only downside about the dish other than the scallops was the fact that I ate it on an empty stomach.
Does a cup of coffee count as breakfast? Two, maybe…?
Mom and I went off to a nursery afterwards to snatch up a few pretties to put next to the house. There are petunias, marigolds, snap dragons, a cabbage (yep!), and some zinnias. Full house—er, bucket. Their pumpkins and gourds were beautiful, too. I wonder if some are a cross between the two.