Breakfast: two soft boiled eggs laid by chickens who reside in town, tomatoes from our garden, blueberry jam from Maine, tea. Notebook and pen for morning pages.
farm fields and concord river beyond
At the check out buying carrots, apples, beets, squash, spinach.
Concord Bookshop, checking in on my brother's book.
(Loon, a Marine Story by Jack McLean)
5 comments:
What a beautiful breakfast! Those colors look delicious.
Oh, how I miss New England in fall.
Ah, the gathering shadows of autumn.
And the coziness of the kitchen light before the sun breaks the mood and sounds the reville of daily chores.
I LOVE the photo of your breakfast. Those colors! I can easily imagine the moment - warm spot in the sun with fall light streaming in, steam from your friendly blue mug of PG Tips tea, Calley curled in a ball under the table with a satisfied grunt, and quiet. How lovely.
P.S. Did you see the Emerson house woman at Hutchins Farm??
No she works in the fields not selling veggies. I was looking for her though!
See her latest blog entry, they went hiking. Looked pretty rugged. Can you tell where she is?
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