Farmer's Market

Today was the first day of the St. Albert's Farmer's Market in downtown St. Albert. I got out of bed at 10:17 a.m. -- how ridiculous is that!? Not so ridiculous if you realize, I usually get to bed about 2 a.m. (got to work on that for sure, but I love quiet time for writing).

Anyway, I walked with Bob and Joce to the Farmer's Market around noon, and we spent a good couple of hours browsing among the vendor's wares and making some purchases, too. I was on a budget and did not make (in my view) too many purchases. But, my first extravagance was a Sun-dried Tomato Pesto to make for dinner for the three of us. Next, was half a bag of carrots (split with Joce). Then, a large jar of Honey Garlic Mustard (divine). I could not resist a container of olives (California style -- stuffed with an almond and some sun-dried tomatoe mixture) as an appetizer for dinner. And finally, a cucumber.

I was treated to lunch -- my first peameal bacon sandwich. I'd never heard of it before -- it was delicious. I dressed it with relish, hot peppers, and chili sauce, and quite enjoyed myself.

Then a hike (much longer) to get home, a long nap on Joce's couch, and then it was time to make the dinner. We had a great dinner, and then in honor of Canada Day, I was quizzed on Canadian facts -- I failed dismally, which is not all that surprising. We Americans know very little about our friends in the north, though they know alot about us. I certainly did not know we invaded Canada at one point in time.

Anyway, a little TV viewing of Live Aid, and it was time to call it a night. I still marvel that I walked home after 10:00 p.m. and it was daylight here. In fact, there was a beautiful sunset going on in the sky -- a sky full of purples, reds and blues and everything in between. Lovely.

A great Saturday for sure.

Job 22-24 and Acts 11 were the reading for the day. As we spent some time today watching Live Aid, watching stars, some of which have lead very "ungodly" lives in a public fashion, it is easy to understand Job's questions regarding punishment for the wicked. Job was righteous according to the bible. These are fair questions coming from Job. The danger, for me, is in thinking I can relate to Job in this way!

I thank God for his mercy and forgiveness and patience with me, because if he punished me for my wickedness, I'd have been long ago condemned and not able to write this out tonight. I am not Job.

Thank you, Lord.