Apple Air

there ought to be a

word for air you can bite and

crunch like an apple

 

Had a lovely Farmers’ Market at the Nathan Hale House yesterday. Gorgeous weather, beautiful breeze. (Though it did knock one of my jewelry displays into my head!) Fresh air and no sunburn, I’m calling that a win!

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