Sunday, August 20, 2017

Saturday 8/19/17

Vermont has several different kinds of weather days. Today was sunny, warm and humid. Morning started out sunny, and never backed off. No SIT kids the rest of the season, till we see them again next year. We had a great 4 piece jazz band, The Moondogs played a variety of their original compositions. I did a short clip of their set. Check it out here.

 Cute little black eyed girl.

 Conversation under the big maple.

 Ingrid and kids.

 Another cutie.

 There's the look. Mom will look after you forever.

 Moms pushing prams.

 Pregnant Lady of the Week.

 Red Bow Girl turned away from the camera.

 Here's the Moondogs.

Beautiful woman of the Week.

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Saturday 8/12/17

Just after Market last week, a micro-burst happened. Knocked down several trees, and squashed 3 booths. Two hours earlier and we would have had crushed cars, and maybe crushed people.
Read Miller and crew spent two days cutting up and removing trees. Friday several of us cleaned up leaves and twigs, so that Saturday the site was back to normal for Market.
We had a great band, Shingle on the Roof. SIT sent another group, this time Iraqis and Caribbean kids from Barbados. It made for a very lively Market. 

 Group of Barbadians eating brownies while holding their bacon-egg-cheese biscuits.

 This couple has come to Market for many years. He always smiles when he looks at her.
 Is this the Cutest Kid Ever, or What?

 Two fisted donut eating baby. Mom is impressed.

 Hairdo of the Week.

 SIT Iraqi kids. Look at that great hair on her. I love hair.

 Read Miller. This past week was the second time Read stepped in to rescue the Market after natural disasters. He organized the cleanup after Hurricane Irene in 2011. Here's the entry from Sept 1st of that year;


So, now it's two days after Irene basically transported the Market site down the river to Long Island sound. At that time I planned a very leisurely rest-of-the-season, lounging on the divan, popping bonbons into my mouth.
Then Read Miller happened, and he whipped the Market into a frenzy of site reclamation. 400 yards of fill got dumped, spread, graded and seeded between Tuesday and today. We all showed up to have a second site day, accompanied by many local volunteers. Here are the results so far. We WILL have Market Saturday. Check out the pix below, and compare them to the ones from my last post.

 Back to the present. Abstract  Expressionist TaT of the Week.

"You think you're so smart with your fancy camera. Uh huh"

Monday, August 7, 2017

Saturday 8/5/17

Well, second half of Market season is here. Night temps going down to the fifties already. Market continues to be mobbed every Saturday. Due to the rainy Summer, berries and peaches are very big and juicy.
We had rain several times during the market day, but nothing serious. Then, after everyone left a big gust of wind blew up, knocking down several trees and crushing two booths. Lucky we were gone before it happened. Check out the short video.

 Chelsea flips her hair as Bat Boy looks on.

 Blondie with a look of curiosity.

 We attract old folks as well as young to Market.

 Ellie and pal grinning.

 Family waits for biscuit breakfast.

 Sis carrying little brother.

 Phases-of-the-moon tat..

And symmetrical bunches of grapes. Impressive. She has mirror image art on the back of her legs also.

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Saturday 7/29/17

OOF! Last Market of the first half of the season. Weather is already getting cooler at night.
Must! Not! Think! About! Winter! At least not yet. 
I like Winter-the snow, the fire blazing in the wood stove, the holidays. 
I just don't like the idea that I can't do this Market again till next Spring. Is there a place in the world where it's like Vermont Summer all year round? I'll move there. Oh well, here's some pix.

 One man band. guy has a guitar, harmonica, and on his left foot a tambourine-and he sings.

 Mama rockin the polka dots.


 Another big crowd. Many out-of-state visitors.

 Iraqi kid from SIT with Haircut of the Week.

More SIT kids sampling strange western food. I guess that cell phones grafted to one's hand is a universal convention. Remember the shoe box size cell phones from 20 years ago? 

 Baby attending "My First Farmers Market".

This is a FARMERS market after all.