I think that maybe next week I should wash the blueberries that I buy at the downtown Farmer's Market on Tuesdays before I eat them.
I'm feeling a little light-headed.
I have the best intentions of taking them home.
But the bag is just sitting there!
Remember, Rebecca. Local doesn't equal organic. Who knows what's on those things?
Spinning Emily - A few rainy days, and a cozy fire going in the woodstove means that I've finished spinning Emily's fleece. I'm so pleased with the lovely gray color. Putting...