  Mmmn, so, Jen has had a lovely day. I'm a little short on sleep -I'll try to make that up this afternoon, or if not then, with an early night tonight, but despite that I feel wonderful. Just finished watching Amelie . If you haven't seen it, do so. Do so now. It's beautiful and simple, and reminded me of how connected I am, even to those I barely know, whose lives I only brush by in passing, and never see, nor intend to touch. Fragments of good and bad. I don't really even know how to describe it, but it made me happy, on the most profound level possible.
The other thing that makes me happy is that, despite all my resolutions to hold on to my cash a bit longer, I finally gave in to the siren call of the Ithaca Farmer's Market and went back. They had a quintet of muscians on fiddles and some ethic guitars, who did a wonderful rendition of an "old English folk song".
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*hums along* Sweet dreams are made of these/And who am I to disagree/Travel the world and the seven seas.
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Okay, so perhaps not so old, or so English, or so folk, but it was funny as all hell. Beyond that, I wandered the shop and the pier, sat by the lake and watched the ducks, ate about a quarter of a baguette. I'm attempting to go vegetarian, and it's working fairly well (surprise, I actually don't have to cut that much out of my diet) but it will be interesting to try to keep it up when I go home. The decision is made all the more problematic by the fact that I *hate* tofu, with a passion. It's like vegetarian SPAM, except worse. But anyway, back to the other thing that made me happy. This isn't the best picture of it, but it gives you at least an idea.
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Four weeks ago, when I went to the market for the first time, I wandered into this photographer's stall and did a doubletake. For a second I thought she'd taken a picture of a fairy, and all the wires in my brain sort of crossed. Then I bent down and got closer. It wasn't a fairy- it was the first seeds of milkweed blowing away in front of roses. Ivory and amber and rose- flawlessly beautiful. That picture has haunted me for weeks. Just couldn't stop thinking about it. So I finally caved and bought a *much* smaller version of the original print. Set me back thirty bucks, but I'll happily take a cut out of my first grade report just to have it.
Anyway, here's the link to the photographer's site, where you can see a very *bad* representation of the photo. Most of the others look all right, but this one just doesn't do justice to the colors. Enjoie! urlLink http://www.pollyjoanphoto.com/large/fall_b4.html 
