The Personal and the Political

Today was the first day of the farmer’s market, which for me, marks the real first day of spring. That’s when flowers are in bloom, there are little sprouts of basil, and bundles of asparagus. We had a brief thunderstorm in the morning and I thought the day was ruined. But then, just as we finished breakfast, the clouds broke and then sun came out. My kids love stomping around in their rain boots so it didn’t take much convincing. My daughter got to shop for flowers, my son got to watch the trains go by, and I got my asparagus.

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