Saturday morning, Emma and I headed to Pepper Place Farmer's Market early, with Dugald and Eleanor joining us a bit later. It was our usual series of comfort - iced coffee, chocolate croissants, bluegrass music, pork & grits, sno-cones.
The rest of the weekend was filled with laundry, house destroying, pool splashing, more house destroying and a bit of cooking (smoked red pepper hummus and strawberry jam).
And, our sweet, 50-year old Dogwood finally bit the dust. Sad.
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