I never get tired of looking at this old bank on cap square. Everything about it is pleasing to the eye: The proportion and number of the windows, the gentle weathering of the sandstone facade, the colors they've added to the cornice. Whoever the goddess of old buildings is, she's worth every hozannah if she can keep more places like this around.

At The Farmer's Market

When the sun came out at the farmer's market this morning,
the produce was positively glowing.

Every single person who stopped at this stand said,
"Oh, what cute little peppers!"

Hm. Me Cow.

This is exactly the kind of thing I'd decorate my dorm room with, if I still lived in a dorm room, and thank dog I don't any more.

... those fall colors are becoming more bright.

Can you see it?

That touch of red and orange
at the fringes of the maple tree?
And they had the squash and pumpkins out
at the farmer's market yesterday, too.
Fall is just around the corner.