Early this morning we went out to the Flea for y'all, with hopes of finding treasures and eating huevos rancheros. Neither of these things happened. Megan did try on this colorful kimono, but $95? Really? The flea market has become pricey and the vendors a bit contrived, so we came home and Brewier sanded and painted my potting bench turned beverage/snack center, while Oliver and I made and filled treat bags for when his cousins are here on the fourth.
And this was Saturdays stunning sunrise, (from my bedroom window) and sunset, (from the deck).