Saturday, September 10, 2016

Sunday Morning Rituals


I am such a creature of habit, and you can pretty much find me doing almost the same thing every week.  Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday are set aside for meeting with design clients and working on painted furniture either for the shop or commissioned pieces for clients.  Thursday, Friday and Saturday are my days in my shop, Shabby Cottage, and Sunday's are reserved for fun and relaxation with my husband.

Our Sunday's start out the same every week and I would not have it any other way.  We sleep in a little bit, then after doing our animal chores we head to the Shepherdstown Farmers Market. we love this particular market for its intimacy,  because it is only about 4 miles from home, and because we like to support local small businesses.    Shepherdstown is the oldest town in West Virginia, and is filled with charming old buildings and packed with an eclectic mix of restaurants , shops, and home to Shepherd University, so it's a cozy place to spend a Sunday morning.

Strolling along the narrow side street where the market is held is a great place to meet new friends, socialize your dog, and hear some great acoustic music, for free!  We all have to eat, and we all have to buy food, and the experience of the farmers market is surely more enjoyable than going to the grocery store.   In this intimate setting full of beautiful magazine worthy fruits and veggies, dogs and children, I feel happy.

The peaches won't be there this week, but there should be a great selection of onions, potatoes, lettuces and tomatoes to feast on. Apples have been added to the selection, so I see some apple pies in my future! As I write this, it is Saturday, which means I'm in the shop,  but we won't be going to market tomorrow due to my husbands work schedule.  This weekend marks the 15th anniversary of the day that changed the world and my husband along with many other first responders will be working to maintain our safety.  Since this is something we do together it feels weird to go without him, so I will stay home and start my fall decorating instead. I guess this means I am breaking the route in. Until next week, farmers...

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