Having a cup of coffee at Mousse, on the Square. It's warm, what my British friends would cal "deliciously warm" - call it "upper 60's".
The Farmer's Market has returned to the Square - it started up again on May Day down in the Oaks; today is the first Wednesday for it.
Mostly flowers and small bags of green spices. No real food yet, most is trucked in, but at least there's a start.
Sitting here - they only got the outside chairs deployed just now, I think it's a little too cool in the shade, but I'd be willing to take the chance - I can watch people come out of buildings, out of the parking garage, come by, stop, look at the assembled vendors then smile - secretly or all over the Square.
Ladies in floppy hats, men in khaki pants and blue shirts. A day nursery goes by, all the children linked by a long rope full of looped handholds. People look at the blooming hangers of fuschia and red flowers ( don't ask ME what the damned things are called - if it has colors it's a flower ...) and drink in the colors like water to people parched in the desert.Cinco de Mayo - don't even get me started on that.
So it's a nice day out. Sometimes just looking at it - accompanied by a cup of strong coffee - is enough.
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