My Sunday morning ritual finds me at the local farmer’s market. I do my part to give my greens to those who grow the greens I eat. It only seems right. Today there were bonuses everywhere I looked. For instance, this pup wearin’ the green
A stroll through the stands reveals that just about everyone and everything was prepared for the day.
On the way back to the car, oops — a defiant one.
It is a beautiful day to be out, no matter what color you wear. Happy St. Patrick’s Day.