We betook ourselves to the Atwater market this morning, and came home with thirty-five dollars’ worth of fresh fruits and vegetables. HRH and the boy munched through a good half of the berries at lunch; I had a delicious peach for dessert this evening.

I made ratatouille for dinner. The place still smells of roasted veggies and Parmesan. It also smells of fresh homemade bread. I am currently eating my way through a slice an inch thick. It’s my second third.

The first harvest rocks. Happy Lughnassadh weekend, everyone.