Days off are precious. Four-day weekends are especially precious, and I used a gorgeous Friday off to check out some new things about town. After nearly eight years in Oakland I finally made it to the farmers’ market in Old Oakland, from 8am-2pm on Fridays—a time when I’m usually working. It’s on the smaller side, spanning part of Ninth Street and Washington, but bustling with the downtown work crowd. I picked up beautiful baskets of strawberries, beets, and the sweetest bouquet of pink flowers.

I also finally made it to the printer for an estimate on the cost of printing postcards for a project I’ve been working on, and was delighted at the quality of the color copies on heavy cardstock.

Downtown mural by day/night

And no perfect day is complete without a fresh strawberry margarita…

To create: