Yesterday, my pretty girl Jessie had an appointment in Hawley, the next town over, for a shampoo and grooming.
While waiting for the deed to be done, I noticed there was a small farmers’ market in the park across the street and thought “why not”, with little enthusiasm and low expectations. Still, I knew that “Jessie Jane” was going to have a ball with those groomers and that it would take time, so I crossed the street.
What a pleasant surprise! The market was small but the produce was lovely, the farmers loquacious and friendly. It was almost like, dare I, France 🙂 I’m going back every Friday! Look at this lettuce!