Friday Farmer’s Market.
My mom and dad came this week
to see what all the fuss was about.
I was the first one in the bread line.



That is my mom
putting her bread in her bag.
Look at that line!

Yummy fruit
Sadly my tomato and flower people weren’t there.
2 comments:
I am continuing to enjoy the bread, tomatoes, apples, and popcorn from the market. The basil is still fragrant, but tonight will be a part of dinner. It was fun. Little Mom
I am a retired friend of your Dad's, worked with him a lot at NTIA. I was hoping that they gray haired gentleman behind your Mom in the Farmer's Market bread line was NOT your Dad!! I hope to see him in your pics some time in the future, along with the rest of your beautiful family.
Randy Lancaster in Annapolis
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