Idaho, supposedly the land of potato's. I've yet to see a potato farm, and have only had potatoes twice for supper in the time I've been here.

However, Idaho is the land of refurbished bugs, bicyclers and bicycle lanes, fruit trees or grape vines in every other yard, and a general feel of artsy hippy-ness. 

I like it.

I have seen Cherry trees, peach trees, apple trees, pear trees and grapes growing in the yards as I take walks or run in the neighborhood,  even driving back and forth from classes. And so many more people have little gardens here than in Michigan, it is odd to think that our garden draws so much attraction where I come from.

 This Saturday I had the opportunity and time to attend the Boise Farmers market,

It was so BIG compared to our little tiny one. Such lovely sites, smells, sounds, and people. I bought some apples (of course) and a loaf of artisan bread. As well as a little something for someone back home. I wish I had the time to go every week, it was relaxing, and I love knowing I'm supporting local farmers, and businesses even if I have to pay a little more to do so. Besides, the product tastes better anyway.

Tomorrow we are going to visit some hot springs...I feel guilty for not studying but I've rationalized myself into it being okay to go. Whenever I go out I always think that one day maybe some woman will suffer for the time that I didn't spend studying!

Friday we are back to our normal schedule, so I am glad to have had this week to do some fun things...despite it possible meaning that I'll miss a serious symptom in someones pregnancy and catastrophic result with occur because of it. :P

My church search continues. This week marked the third church I've attended in the five Sundays I've been here, I will be going back next week, and perhaps I'll stay. I used to think that being Reformed accounted for my overarching conspiratorial mindset, but I'm beginning to see that not even all Reformed people have allowed their Theology to be the pill that liberates them from the matrix.