i hope it is not too late…
The extreme shame I had been developing due to my lack of blogging resulted in a fear of returning to A Fresh Dille. It still amazes me that some food bloggers can post about everything they eat in a day. Kath from Katheats and Jenna from Eat, Live, Run are just two who fall into that category with extreme schedules of their own each day and a limited amount of time to blog, however they do, and quite well. I knew from the start that I was not going to be blogging to that extent and not even necessarily focusing on food each post. Still, I read blogs pretty regularly, even if it is a quick blackberry read on the walk to class from a 7am cross country practice. I try to make it happen.
Making promises to post is not the way to go for me. I have realized this recently and therefore will probably begin posting away again because I don’t have the same “blogger’s quilt” I expressed in my last post.
Here are some photos I took at my summer home on Martha’s Vineyard at the end of August.
Alpaca’s from Island Alpaca who were hanging out at the Farmer’s Market.
Some squash and a “squash blossom” which will always remind me of my mother and her small obsession with them throughout my first trip to Italy at 16.
Garlic is just too beautiful in a basket.
These will always be “vineyard flowers” to me.
This is how I would have spent my time with my sister and cousins while my parents hit up the West Tisbury Farmer’s Market 15 years ago.
After the market, we headed to the small flea market. I was less than impressed this year and saddened that the location was moved the the local high school’s parking lot. In any case, I saw some beautiful bottles that deserved a photo or two.
The next stop was Chilmark Pottery.
Looking at the food photographs I took over the few days I was there this summer, I can say that they are less than stellar. I ate a fair share of fresh fruits with oats for breakfast and even tried my first pluot. (YUM!)
Now I see why they are all also called “dinasour eggs.”
The backpack that appears to be glowing was the last purchase I made before returning to Boston for my last semester of college. I have gone 4 years without one but I felt it was needed for the cross country season. I was right and use it almost everyday. Although I have always been a purse or bag girl, I guess the adventurer side of me has shown through this semester.
Fall is full force in Boston right now and I love every day of it. Yesterday, I was walking through the Boston Common, which I call the Central Park of Boston, when I heard two girls complaining about how cold they were. I couldn’t fathom it. I love it. I can’t imagine anything more fresh than walking outside in the perfectly crisp air. My apple picking plans had to be put on the back burner on Sunday after an exhausting cross country race on Saturday but I plan on seeking one out this coming weekend. I hope this scattered post will bring back some readers and maybe I can even get some new ones. My commenting will resume as well. Off to go running, have a wonderful Tuesday.