Why do you want a picture of me? Mr. Preston asks. Because you're my hero, I don't say outloud. Or maybe I did. He is. His vineyard shows up on this blog in all it's wild glory.
This is a nice man who follows me around and carries my bags. These are Hungarian Peppers.
And these are green garlic and spring onions. O delicious dinner upcoming! There were not many people at the market, being rained-out, I guess. But the mood was upbeat and all were heard to praise the rain! 
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These remind me of the farmers' market in Mendocino, especially the last picture. I loved my couple of days there last year.
Oh mom you're such a mom. As I walked into the bakery to pick up my fabulous cake on Mother's day, I realized how different Mother's day is from any other holiday. Mothers appreciate beauty. All your photos remind me of this. Your sense of order and beauty is a grand lesson in life to see, to smell, and to experience fully and wholly.
thank-you
sorry for the ramble....just had to be said
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