Ooooh–it’s that Farmer’s Market time of year again! If you know us, even a teensy bit, you know that we adore scoping out all the great local vendors every summer. Only problem is that we have so many to choose from!
There are a few close to home, some down a bit more south of us, and a couple to the north. We picked the Gardner Village in Salt Lake City this time. Pretty fun to have the booths, the vendors, the food, and all these critters right outside the pretty village shops.
When it got too hot, and it was really hot, we could duck into the shade of the store front or step into the air conditioned shop itself. I had a clever idea to buy the shave ice from one booth and pour pure carrot juice from another over it–instead of the sugar syrup, and believe it or not, it was fabulous! Magoo agreed with me.
While the kids went roaming around, I sat with Magoo listening to this guitar man playing old Kenny Rogers tunes with a touch of Eagles thrown in here and there. I had to wonder if these youngsters had ever even heard the songs before. Some of them were from my high school days–a million years ago. It was a soothing little time warp, I’ll tell you.
Mr. Beck got himself quite a ride on a feisty little pony…
while Miss Chompy found a fluttering butterfly in a jar.
April got a lovely henna tattoo–that will wash off in a couple of weeks…
while the kids got face paint that will wash off pretty much when they get back home. Heh, heh.
Oh, and did I mention the fruit? A huge box of peaches followed us home, along with some glorious cinnamon bread, squeaky cheese, honey, some colored rocks, a butterfly in a jar and a homemade bar of Grapefruit soap. I have to say– this was so completely and perfectly…
my kind of day.