Living On Summer Time
I awoke early. I set an intention of ease. My Saturday started with my weekly stroll to the farmers market. I had twelve whole hours to get ready. There would be no rushing. List in one hand, two bags in the other, I took my time perusing the stalls for the perfect ingredients. After tasting the samples I made my purchases. Parsley. Mint. Scallions. Cucumbers. Tomatoes. Once home, I penned my agenda for the day on the back of an envelope. Make tabbouleh Ready the rooftop Tidy apartment Assemble dishes Prepare drinks Get ready I resisted the urge to add
