where’s the fruit

Don’t be afraid to go out on a limb. That’s where the fruit is.
―H. Jackson Browne

rainy saturday

this morning started around 11am with coffee and breakfast.  i guess we all needed the extra sleep.  we didn’t get out of the house until 2:30pm when we headed to decatur in the rain to this really great pub, brick store pub. from there we headed over to this huge farmer’s market that is bigger than most grocery stores.  afterwhich we returned to the apartment to relax. now we are listening to Kile play the chello.

long weekend

spending a long weekend in atlanta with my sister.  but my trip started out a little hazy becuase my sinuses decided to go hay wire. and in the haze i misread my departure time and arrived at the airport an hour late for my flight.  so my great deal was no longer so great.  but we made up for it when i got off the plane by visiting my favorite little people: Sohila, Seanna & Losiah. . .  oh and of course Carlos & Heather.