Off to Farmers’ Market on a city block of the downtown PSU campus. Chilly morning. Spent hours there, sampling cheeses, pastries, juices, unidentifiables, you name it. Had the best tart, ever. Great signage, plenty of people watching, lots of music. Rampant color, gurgling with activity. Came back with cheese, sprouts, other stuff, as much as we could carry. Ivi says that she and her friends often go there for an a la carte walking breakfast.
As I do just about every day at work, I drink a cup of tea, typically Stash’s Lemon Ginger. Today, I noticed the following upon completing the cup. Our resident biologist was unable to identify the specimen, and I am not yet assured that my life is not in dire peril.
