Most Sundays we go to the farmer’s market. Sure, we go for the amazing local food. But we keep going back for the…
The interesting signs:
|The street is definitely closed. You can tell because of the dozens of vendor stalls.|
|Child tragically unleashed.|
The even more interesting street performers:
|If I could do a free head stand for 15 minutes maybe *I* could play the cymbals.|
|Spring has sprung, yo.|
|Mother’s Day bouquet.|
All in all, it’s a nice way to spend a Sunday with my family.
This kind of stuff doesn’t normally make it onto the blog, though, since I’m more of a “person who has a camera phone” than a “photo-blogger.” But if stuff like unleashed children, yogi cymbal players, and flowers float your boat you should follow me on Instagram. If none of that interests you, you probably shouldn’t follow me. I’m not trying to boss you around or anything. I’m just saying.
What do you think of your local farmer’s markets?