last summer was my summer of pie. i think i am missing that. note to self, bake a pie soon.
i missed the farmers market again this morning. somehow saturday mornings escape me. note to self, go next saturday silly!
while i am at it, note to self,
eat more veggies, drink more water, stretch, laugh, get that tattoo, pick more wildflowers, start a new book, hit some yard sales and find a treasure, watch the sunrise, hug them tighter, smile at strangers, make some hope notes, catch some fireflies, and know that you can.