Thursday, June 4, 2009

Brascillicas and Big Brass Bands?

We made a spur-of-the-moment run to a local farmer's market today. This was our first trip to this particular farmer's market, so we went not knowing exactly what to expect. We were hoping to find some lettuces or other first veggies of the season and were a little disappointed to find those stall owners not at the market yet. What we definitely didn't expect, but found to be out in full force, was the West Winds Big Brass Band.

We wandered the market quickly, walking between moving bike tires and distracted ambling dogs. We took in the wares at the soap and candle stalls before finding a spot on the curb to listen to the band. Audrey did not last long on the curb, only settling there to clap in between songs or grab one of the apple slices I had brought along. The moment a new song started, she was off again, twirling around to the sounds of Frank Sinatra and Duke Ellington, using the entire width of the two free parking spaces before us.

This is the sort of day that makes me feel as if summer has arrived. We walk out the door with little plan and few expectations. From the blades of grass beneath our feet to the music racing through the air, everything feels alive. Even the simplest of errands can make us dance and turn into something quite unexpected: an accidental great day. I love summer.

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