three words: ezra. the. baby. just one of many extra cute offspring of our friends, and the main attraction to a morning at the dupont farmers market. though in all honesty, we were nearly as excited to see his parents as we were to see him.

it was a bit of gloriousness to see the dupont farmers market. when we left vermont 2 days before, there was a frost warning, and while our farmers market has begun for the season, there’s not much there and won’t be till late june/early july. so imagine our delight when we arrived at the market to see strawberries, lettuce, cherries and other fresh foodies galore. one of the cool things about the dupont farmers market is that the food must be grown within 50 miles of d.c., and can’t be second party sellers.

after meeting up with s&d&e, we flopped down on the green of the circle and enjoyed our various fruits/salads/pastries and caught up on the last few months, which was lovely. i’ve been hanging with s&d since i gradumacated from college in 2003 and moved home. they make me happy and they make me giggle.

after we parted ways for the afternoon, but not before we gave them some home made tomato preserves [very vermonty of us], we made our way back to my aunt’s house for some floppage and chilling pre-dinner. we went to reston for dinner with my dope cousins at some burger place that made the mister ever so happy, and while the salad that accompanied the burgers was eeeeh, the sweet potato fries were a delight to my soul. also a delight was the fact that we could sit outside. warmer than vermont, less warm than d.c. will be a couple of weeks. the sweet spot.

onward and outward to ohio…

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even his two pumpkin teeth are adorable.

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