Courage and bravery – that’s what Saturday required; courage and bravery to venture into the heat and humidity so we could peruse the wares at the Flea Market, which we did. It seems like a lot of people had the same idea – some to sell and some to shop. In spite of the hurdles, my husband managed to find this bottle and goblet for next to nothing.
After we had as much of the heat as we could stand, we decided some fresh fruit and vegetables would really be tasty so off we went to the Farmer’s Market where we found fresh corn, green beans, peas, peaches and a watermelon.
I’ll bet you’re wondering what this has to do with an enchanted coffee house. Last week my daughter wanted to take me there as well as a couple of other places. Our plans didn’t work out as we had hoped. It wasn’t for lack of trying, believe me. I suggested we try again on Satuday after her dad returned from London because I was certain he would probably like to come along too. So that’s what we did.
Per her instructions, she insisted that we must go no earlier than dusk so we could get the full effect. With the timing exactly so, she told us how to get there and where to turn. Arriving just about as the sun was going down, we discovered she was right. It was a place that seemed slightly other worldly when twilight settled in and the fairy lights came on. Here are a few photos from our adventure to what my daughter has dubbed ‘The Enchanted Coffee House’.
We ordered our coffees and tried to decide where to sit and enjoy them. We could sit outside in the front and listen to the live music. We could sit inside or out back. My daughter had another plan.
We went down these wooden steps . . .
with our coffee in bowls being careful not to spill . . .
and we sat at the bottom of the hill under the fairy lights . . . my husband . . .
my daughter . . .
And then we added this special spot to our list of favorite places.