A Perfect Day

My beautiful daughter came to wake me up this morning. She was cheery and bright, just like the sunlight streaming through the windows. After quick bowls of breakfast we all headed off to the farmer's market in Howell. Now, here's where I must make a confession. It is well known that I am not a fan of Michigan. I am still standing firlmy by that, but I'm amending....I think I really love Howell. I love our neighborhood, I love the old fashoned down town, I love the 'small town' feel.
The farmers market was quaint and full of produce, fruit, crafts and honey. A man stood on the courthouse step with his guitar singing. Sun filtered through the leaves of huge oaks and maples. We browsed at every stand, Evy touching everything. Our pace was slow, unhurried. We purchached corn on the cob picked from a local farm yesterday. We bought fresh broccoli, cherries and "Candy Onions" that truly lived up to their name. A man gave Evy a flower. Then we came home, and sat on our upstairs porch. Evy played in her little castle fort we set up while Jayson and I played cards and talked.
When we were hungry enough, Jayson started the grill and we grilled our fresh corn with some chicken, onions and pineapple, and I made a wonderful tomato salad with fresh tomatoes and basil from my garden. (My Brother-in-Law Zac's recipe!)
We toted everything upstairs and ate on the porch with fresh melted butter and ice cold water. Afterwards, we cleaned up together, then all layed down for a nice long summer afternoon nap.
The day was perfect. Rest, fresh, wonderful food, family, all punctuated with friends and neighbors, plesent conversations and just a general peace. Maybe we didn't officially go to church today, but I felt God close all throughout the day.
Today was a perfect day. Thanks God!