The two older girls and I got up early to get to the Beaverton Farmer's Market before it got too crowded. It was already crowded at 8:15! I gave them some spending money and they bought everything they wanted themselves. I am trying to remember to carry cash so they can do this, or remind them to take their own money. The scones were very popular. I didn't get a chance to sample the sauerkraut table, but I need to next time. I did get a huge bag of fava beans, which always makes me laugh because after we shell them and then blanch them, and shell them again, we have, like 10 beans, from a 1lb. bag. I love this salad with fava beans, but I'd love to just heat them in a little butter and salt and pepper and serve them with fish.
It has taken me a full week to feel normal after our trip. I just could not get enough sleep or push the clouds from my brain. I am helping with costumes for the girls' upcoming ballet production, and we have had violin recitals and more upcoming music recitals and dance rehearsals—it's all exciting and fun but it's making May and June seem a bit nutty. And I have a big birthday next week. 40. I have thoughts about this and then I forget them. And then have new ones.
I can't stop looking at Camilla's Drawers. (No, not her underwear.)
