Andersonville has a great farmers market. From late May to early September I’m lucky enough to have access to fresh, local food right down the block. Over twenty vendors setup their booths every Wednesday. Along with all the fresh fruits and veggies, there’s cheese, freshly baked bread, sweet treats, eggs, meats, flowers and more.
Last month, we took a trip up to Leelanau County, Michigan. We both have close ties to the state, so in addition to our photos from the vacation we decided to share a little bit about why we love Michigan.
Nothing quite compares to hunkering down with a movie and huge bowl of popcorn. Movies are a way for people to experience a story together and escape the real world for a couple of hours. They can make you laugh, cry, jump and all that jazz.
Space is hard to come by in any large city like Chicago. Often, we end up paying for anything but an excess of living space: Neighborhood charm, proximity to public transportation, grocery stores, bars and restaurants. Those of us who live here accept this because the there’s so much to do and see outside of our own homes in the beautiful city.
Has anyone else noticed that succulents are literally everywhere? These prickly cuties are all over the Internet – my Pinterest page is full of them and the Instagram hashtag #succulent has almost 900,000 posts. Succulents have blown up in popularity not only because of their unique beauty, but their incredible durability, making them the perfect houseplants.
Summer always seems to bring endless possibilities. There’s so much to do and see that I feel the need to seize every minute of sunlight and warm temperatures. I feel excited but also compelled to accomplish things and be productive. I no longer have the excuse of freezing Chicago temperatures to keep me curled up in my cozy apartment, but the mixed sense of obligation and pleasure can sometimes leave me overwhelmed, like I could somehow let summer down. September would come and summer would be bummed that I hadn’t grasped every opportunity that it had given me.
Some of my earliest childhood memories take place in my dad’s garden: digging in the dirt, learning the different needs of each seeds, and cultivating the plants until they sprouted into vibrant vegetables. Each year, we planted peppers, cucumbers, broccoli, green beans, rhubarb, lettuce and a wildcard, like kohlrabi, just for fun. While I loved each of these plants, there was always one thing my family looked forward to throughout the winter. One thing we went absolutely gaga over: tomatoes.