Saskatoon Farmers Market

I rarely get to the Farmer's Market here in Saskatoon. I have a bad memory: I show up late; I show up not-at-all. But this morning while chilling in bed with a book, my boyfriend started texting me about a funny looking cucumber he took a picture of at the Estevan Farmers Market. And then my brain did something funny. It did two things: 1) It remembered that I ran out of garden cucumbers. 2) It's goddamn Saturday morning. Farmers Market. NOW.

And then I bought everything.

Concerning Paper

I like today. It's been a pretty simple day, where I haven't turned on any music for background noise. A quiet, contemplative day of reading books and waiting to see if the mailman was going to bring me anything. He didn't, but at least I got a postcard from the Netherlands yesterday. I can't be too mad.

As a snail-mail nut, I really enjoy using Postcrossing to send and receive postcards. I've got a tidy little collection going on, and I needed a way to display them instead of making another pile of papers on my desk or bookshelf. I even put it on my "To-Do in 2012" list so that I would force myself to come up with an idea. This is what I came up with:

To-Do in 2012, #9:  Find a place to display and store my received postcards

On a day where life seems to be about all the little pleasures, I have a few small things that make me happy.