The city is dressed for show in gold and scarlet and plum. That is reason enough to head out on the tree lined avenues that cross the neighborhoods.
But it’s also market day in Ballard. Harvest goods are piled on on folding tables, friendly red-cheeked farmers and other folks who make yummy things – cheese, preserves, breads – are standing outside in the bright fall light handing out free samples and working the crowd. A musician sat on an upended crate playing a shiny steel guitar (oooh, I want a resonater uke!) and singing the blues, though there was little to be blue about. The market smells like flowers and fresh dirt and butter, of all things, because there’s a crepe stand where a skilled cook will produce a perfect paper thin pancake before your very eyes.
We started with coffee and treats, then wandered the market. After that, we stopped in the music store, and then, went to Archie McPhee’s. Sometimes, you need a rubber duck. Right now.
All in all a beautiful morning.
There are a few Ballard photos here, including some from the summer solstice at Golden Gardens.
Nerd’s Eye View reminds you: Take your camera with you! I was so glad I’d brought mine.
[tags]Ballard, farmer’s market[/tags]
Oh oh oh … I may have to put you into coventry for this effort … it reads absolutely marvellous! Lol, love, the envious monster.
What does that mean, “put you into conventry”? Is the food there any good? Will there be a view?
Hmmm lol … okay, since it’s you … it’s only that I can’t visit your blog anymore because it’s too good.
Your life remains as it is … sigh, the lastest post read delicious.