I'm finally getting to where I can take longer walks for more variety and fun. Yesterday I walked downtown to the credit union. After a little heat wave, the weather was back to our usual summer fare--83 degrees, sunny, with a good breeze and low humidity.
There was a huge farmers market at the lawn of the state capitol building--more like a fair really. I carefully inspected all the vendors (over 100) and ate a lot of free samples, which don't count on my diet.
I also asked a vendor for the best peach she had, and she handed over the best peach I ever ate. I will never eat a peach again! I have reached the pinnacle of peachiness, and any other peach from now on would only be a disappointment.
I really had a good time. When you're sick, you're never really left alone, so having some me time alone is especially precious right now. And I was doubly happy because, for me, a well-run farmers market is like heaven on earth!
And so, with peach juice dripping off my elbows, I finally walked back home.