A summer wet fog arrived and Michael's sinus are recovering. I don't know what it was that got to him, but it made for a few difficult days. He was without any medication yesterday and even looked pretty good.
We are going to spend the afternoon together.
In our little town, at the center of Main Street, sits an old market. It has some wooden shelves and old wide-planked wooden floors that creak when walked upon. It smells of a different era. It had been owned by the same family since the 1800s, the family sold it over five years ago to a newcomer who heavily leveraged it and it closed just over a week ago. It was a sad moment for the town.
It was a shock to everyone that it was reopened yesterday by a family who owns several smaller markets. They know what they are doing. The reviews are good. We are going to take a peak today. The town also has a farmer's market every Saturday, but I am usually working in the gardens. I have been just twice. So, today, we are going to check that out as well.
I know the rest of the country is suffering with oppressive heat but we are cold and foggy and wet here on the coast. No sunshine for us today! It is even too wet to work outside. So, that is our excuse to explore our little town and just spend some quiet time together because it is going to be a crazy busy week ahead.
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