this morning

Sweet Maeve is over, and she, Pasca and I headed down to the Sunday market. Really love that event. We met up with Giselle on the way down, then wandered around checking out the wares and cute dogs out with their owners, stopped to say hello to neighbors and friends, and bought ourselves way too many doughnuts. Ate our fill then carried the rest home for the boys. Great start to the day.

There was also a busker there, strumming along to some of my favorite songs. Felt like he was playing just for me! What are the chances that a random performer in small town Australia will be playing Buddy Holly, Elvis Presley, Van Morrison and even The Mavericks?! It was a perfect mix to sing and dance along to, trying to warm up on this cold, cold morning. My fingers are still stiff and frozen and clumsy, thank goodness for SpellCheck!