Wednesday is Early Day
So I tried busking for the first time since arriving in Tours.
At the Marché des Fleurs. It was beautiful and sunny; made me think of my moms.
I was only at it for about half an hour, and I didn’t make much. Enough for a tuna/egg/veggie sandwich (not pictured, devoured) and then a café au lait.
(Currently reading Bluebird: Women and the New Psychology of Happiness by Ariel Gore. Enjoying it beaucoup)