The weather this morning was perfect. Meaghan and I took Rowen to the Beaverton Farmer’s market as is our norm on a Saturday. While the winds made it at times difficult for vendors to hold down their stalls, it meant fewer people and thinner crowds. The light breeze and threat of rain provided some relief to the relentless summer sun we’ve enjoyed this year.
I love the long hot summers. They are lovely for getting outside and soaking up the sun rays. Yet I find the early fall to be one of my favorite times of year. After so much sun the rain and wind is a welcome change.
Rowen agreed, noting that “the spray from the fountains is tickling my neck, Daddy” as she took a big bite of her donut. These are good times.