On Saturday good friends Tom, Kara and darling Vivi joined Randy and I for our annual outing to the Farmer's Market in Port Austin. I hit the market quite often but it's a very special day when we all go together.
The Thompson Tribe arrived and we spent some time drinking Bloody Mary's while Vivi explored the beach. Piling in the truck, we drove up the thumb admiring the tall corn fields and windmill farms. Vivi gleefully pointed out every cow she spotted. Threading Viv into her stroller, we set out among the farmers, peddlers and artists. Happily, we stocked up on fresh vegetables, spices, just-made sourdough bread and raspberry syrup. I flirted with my favorite little Amish boy at his regular stand. He was suitably embarrassed while I bought most of what he had to sell, including a peanut butter and chocolate cookie bar dessert. We then made our way over to the artists and vendor booths. I think we saw every type of dog that there is and I petted most of them.
The market is truly people watching and doggie petting at it's best. Next stop was an outside lunch spot where Vivi charmed everyone by playing her version of cornhole. She picks up the bags and drops them in the hole. She then fishes them out and totes them to the other end where the process starts over. Lunching at a shared picnic table, we made friends with the people on the other end. It truly is a very small world. Conversation and the view of the lake made a perfect end to our day. Heading back home, we all agreed that we love doing this together and vowed to keep up our yearly tradition. That's a promise worth keeping. xo
P.S. Please forgive my lack of skill in creating proper punctuation this week!