I'm still finding my feet in this new little town we call home.
But one thing that is already a part of our routine is a trip to our local produce market, held on the edge of a very pretty park, every third Saturday of the month.
It's only a small market, but Little Red and I fill our bags with locally grown produce, eggs, fresh bread, flowers and whatever other goodies maybe available that day. Lunch that day generally includes something we had just picked up. I'm looking forward to lots of fresh berries next month.
It's nice to know that what we're consuming comes from just down the road.