This weekend at the market I had to made a trip back to the car to drop off produce so I would have enough hands to carry flowers. Such a lovely problem to have.
It ended up working out very well because on the way back from drop off #1, I ran into this fellow.
Our paths cross regularly at the market. He is generally leaving as I am heading in. He always has two bags of cookies with him. Not one and never three. Always two. Maybe next week I'll talk with him. Right now we are just smile and nod friends.
There were fresh blackberries and blueberries at the market this week.
On the music venue you could choose between zydeco and bluegrass. I had a helping of each.
There were beets, carrots, and green beans that I had to pass up. Too many other ideas for foods to prepare.
I spotted my pal Dianne buying tomatoes from Madeline, who I was delighted to see back at the market this week. It was the first time I had seen her this year. The Angie in me worries about all sorts of possible calamities when someone is out of what I think is their usual routine. She is fine. In case you were concerned too.
If you have blueberries where you live right now, you gotta make this blueberry snack cake.
It's my very favorite thing to do with fresh blueberries.
In addition to throwing them in salads, eating them with yogurt, and adding them to oatmeal.
Come to think of it, I don't have an un-favorite way to eat blueberries.