The Farmer’s Market was slow yesterday. They’ve moved it from the charming little street it was on – where there was a lot of foot traffic – to a parking lot. I suspect the decision had to do with Covid and space and 6 ft between people, etc., but it makes it hard for Don to find anything interesting for a background when he takes his pictures. He did okay, but here’s hoping the crowds increase.
I did some work outside yesterday in the area where the Annabelle hydrangea is and where the rose bush I removed was. I pulled weeds and added some mulch. Then I grabbed the lawnmower and mowed the back forty. It was quite breezy when I was mowing and I felt sort of exhausted and awful afterwards, so I think the pollen flying around hit me hard.
Consequently, I’m tired today and feel sort of foggy and it’s taking me a long time to wake up.
So I’m going to hang out at the cottage today and read. I might rouse myself to wash the sheets and do a little work on the puzzle. I definitely need another cup of coffee, which I’ll make right after I finish this post!
It will be an easy-going Sunday.
Stay safe.
Happy Sunday.
