Finally, after about a month of life interfering with what should be our weekly trip to the Portland Farmer’s Market, we made it back today. And what a day it was. The market was overflowing with late summer and early fall colors and flavors.
There were peaches
and grapes.
Pumpkins
and beans.
Beets
and brussels sprouts.
There are always flowers at the market, but this week they seemed particularly riotous.
And the artichokes put on a particularly good show as well.
knitting a life 