We caught a break, weatherwise, at the weekend here
in the District They Call Columbia. When I stepped out Saturday morning around 0630,
I was struck by…coolness. Like, in-the-60s coolness. So I bagged all thoughts
of taking a break from exercise and headed out to the local Saturday morning
farmers market.
I made a slight detour in my route to check out
the progression
of the water lilies at the corporate campus next door. And, yep—they’ve
taken over more of the pond since the previous week:
Even with the detour, and some faffing about at
home before I left, I still got to the market about 30 minutes before official
opening. So I sat at the little coffee house (overpriced, but at least not
Starbucks), wrote in my journal and watched people. This is one of the things I
miss most about my current life: the morning observations at a table, fountain
pen to paper, sipping a café au lait or a latte.
I was grateful to have the good weather, which
enabled me to sit outside, because the coffee shop people had music just
blaring inside, in a very small
space. I couldn’t wait to get out of there.
The farmers market is held in the oldest shopping
center in the People’s Republic, and the ambience retains a strong element of
the Elder Times. The coffee house has gone through several incarnations, but
the current one really suits the ethos of the place, so it makes an excellent
vantage point for watching the natives. And I was particularly taken by this
couple:
The dog waited with absolute focus while its
human was inside getting his coffee. Clearly this was not their first Saturday morning
there. I was interested to see that, when the human emerged and got settled,
eventually he rummaged in his pocket and fished out a treat for the dog.
When the market opened, I wandered around and bought a baguette and some summer squash,
and then headed home. It’s a good day when you’ve racked up your 10K steps before
0900. Kind of sets you up for the rest of the day.
It’s quite rare that you can turn off your AC
in July, and just have the windows open. We’re going to get back into more
seasonable temperatures (and humidity) this week, so I’m very grateful for two
temperate days this weekend.
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