It's a beautiful day and I woke up to blue skies and sunshine. Of course, when you've come to Michigan via Iraq and Texas, sunny beautiful days aren't to be trusted - one grows used to them being hotter than a Birmingham steel mill. But I walked outside and...78, 80 degrees? Fabulous.
Since I'm hanging out at Mom's place (more of a treehouse with internet connectivity and available takeout than Dad's hollow tree), we toddled off to the local farmer's market.
The farmer's market, in addition to being full of awesomely scrumptious things, is colorful.
But, best of all about the farmer's market is hoovering up the goodies afterward. Tomato + toast + mayo + salt = pure, unadulterated awesome.