Please bear with me and today’s overly-alliterated blog post. When Lexi (Bakin’ Girl) was a baby, one of the first books we read to her was The Berenstain Bears “B” Book. We read that book a lot. So much so that now, whenever I encounter more than one “B” word strung together, I start reciting (usually just in my head), Big Brown Bear. Big Brown Bear. Blue Bull. Big Brown Bear. Blue Bull. Beautiful Baboon… right on through to “and that’s what broke baby bird’s balloon.”
This morning’s Baker’s Birthday Blueberry Pancakes (by Barb) Breakfast Celebration, the realization that I’m the mother of a 22 year old, and the fact that Derek actually did find a baby bird at the market this morning, may have combined to send me just a bit over the edge brink of blogging sanity. Not that I had that far to go.
Mixed in with all this silliness are some great pics of the Kewadin market and bakery, including fresh baked pies, lots of fruits and vegetables now in season, and the fun and friendly crew I’m fortunate to work with here at King Orchards.