We started the day wrangling animals and mucking barn stalls to birds chirping and sunshine on our backs. Then we headed off to a winter farmer's market I discovered about 30 minutes away. I was in heaven, floating from vendor to vendor, trying wonderful samples and filling our bags with goodness. For February in New England there was an incredibly diverse spread of products available.
When we got home, we couldn't help but have a picnic. Our new jar of salsa from the market was pulled out, along with some other nibbles from the fridge. The big people sat in peace while the little people tromped through puddles, tried to cut apart pinecones, and drew pictures of what they saw around them.
Oh, winter. Please don't over stay your welcome. I'm catching spring fever.
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