Seasons Change
September 10, 2006
For someone who is constantly moving, thinking, and comparing myself to others, pure contentment is a rare thing. But this weekend, I’ve experienced it.
- Farmer’s Market
- Recycling center
- Lunch at the Flatbread Pizza Company in Amesbury, MA with Wifey and Little Man
- Holding Little Man while he stared at the fire in the brick oven and squealed “Pizza” every time the cutie teenaged hippies pulled pizza from oven
- Exploring Amesbury and wanting to spend all afternoon at Fiddlestix, a fabulous independent toy store
- Chopping heaping piles of locally grown apples for a pie
- Chopping heaping piles of organic tomatoes in weird varieties from Wifey’s little sister’s organic farm on the Cape
- Fancy dinner, lots of wine, fresh apple pie and great conversations with our wonderful next door neighbors
- Painting and coloring with Little Man
- Making sugar cookies from scratch and including Little Man in every step
- Closing the windows because it’s chilly
- Watching Child Smart’s Your Tiny Artist, a wholesome, simple video and listening to Little Man sing, “Can you see the sun? The sun is so warm. Oh, boys and girls what a wonderful world” in tune.
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katie | September 11, 2006 at 12:27 am
Sounds like a good weekend. I also ended up with multicolored tomatoes this weekend–I think tomorrow they might be mixed with a bit of basil for a tomato-tasting dinner.
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The Purloined Letter | September 11, 2006 at 12:35 pm
What a lovely post! You conveyed some of that appreciate-the-world vibe to us. A great way to inspire us on a gray and sad Monday morning. (I am writing this at almost exactly the moment that the airplanes hit.)
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maryse | September 11, 2006 at 12:52 pm
haha what a wonderful weekend
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The Whole Self | September 11, 2006 at 3:40 pm
you dirty stinkin’ hippie! i knew i could convert you. next you’ll be going around shoeless, with dirty toenails and black soles. oh, and dreds. femiknit plus dreds equals tee hee hee.
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somebunnysloveDOTcom | September 11, 2006 at 3:44 pm
I fondly think of apple-picking as fall’s ritual to begin. Thank you for the smile, and see you on the 24th!
=:8
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Beth S. | September 11, 2006 at 5:28 pm
That’s a great weekend, all right.
Pie… *sigh*
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Emily | September 13, 2006 at 3:43 am
That all sounds amazing. And look at him! He is so big!