We've been to our local farmers' market a few times this season, though we mainly go for things other than what grows on a farm. We've gotten maple sugar candy, honey, Italian ice (by the pint!), candles, soap, homemade granola, pulled pork, apple cider doughnuts, and some other fun things, like face painting (or hand painting.) Today we did even get some locally-grown vegetables--squash, green beans, potatoes, and corn.
A few friends run booths there and we always run into still other friends, including our very favorite swim teacher, Mrs. M. Did you notice that the kids aren't taking swim lessons this year? That's mainly because our teacher is helping with her grandkids more and because the kids really can swim well enough on their own to manage. It was a long, not-getting-my-whole-head-much-less-my-face-wet-until-Pop-gives-me-$20 road, from ages 4 (after first year of preschool) to 9 (last year), but eventually they could both do each of the basic strokes and swim underwater and even dive, somewhat, in. They never do recognize Mrs. M on land in clothes right away, especially if she is without sunglasses, because she was always in glasses, visor, and swimsuit (I had the same trouble recognizing her husband in a suit once!) But we're always happy to see her.
It was a dreadfully hot day at the market today so we didn't stay long. We're looking forward to a few more, hopefully less hot, trips before it's all over.