Farmer's Market

One of my favorite things about Summer in a small town is our local farmer's market. I love nothing more than waking up on a Saturday morning, throwing Little Bit in the car with me, and heading down to the park to see what wares are spread before us. Like magic, a rainbow of tents and umbrellas has bloomed overnight, and between their fluttering canvases drifts a sea of people, most of them friends, family, neighbors or acquaintances.

Little Bit is always a main attraction when we go (well, she is everywhere we go really), in her pink sunglasses and sporting her wild hair do'. Little old ladies and men alike ooh and ahh over her (it's especially cute to see these big, gruff farmer-types start cooing and waving at her!)
We're bound to run into someone we know, or someone who knows us, or just a friendly stranger out enjoying the glorious sunshine as well. I love the feeling of community, of Mayberry alive and well just beyond our doorstep, especially with all the craziness out there these days. This is a place we can go that hearkens back to simpler times, reminds us to slow down and enjoy the simple, homemade pleasures of life - juicy treats like fresh watermelon, crunchy greens, frozen sorbets, sunny daisies and crocheted kitchen towels that look like baby doll dresses (what? You don't have a place in your kitchen screaming for a baby-doll-dress-towel? How sad is that!).

And, joy of joys!, I just discovered that starting this Wednesday our Farmer's Market will have an afternoon session as well! I cannot wait to get Hayden from daycare and run out there to find some fixin's for dinner, and get our fix of small town Summertime for the day!