Off to the market to pick up spices for pickling.
The day is hot and sunny. Grateful for tress that provide some shade on my walk.
Pickling takes up the afternoon. A few weeks in the fridge and our zesty pickles will be ready.
The evening starts out as a quiet one.
For dinner, we walk down the street to our favorite bistro bar.
On our return, we run into a neighbour and share an evening drink together.
Grateful today for
getting the pickles done today,
a nice evening with my mate,
and for spontaneous times to get to know neighbours.
