Saturday Market September 24, 2011

Warm, humid day-rain threatening-Jersey weather. Jeans and sweaters back in the closet-grab shorts and t-tops. Most roads now re-opened-still many delays at ongoing construction. Pumpkins, apples, squash, greens in abundance. Local talk of stacking firewood, cleaning chimneys. 5 weeks left.

What's with the green leaves? Am I just rushing the season looking for color?

Angel of the week-paid for cashless guy's coffee and.

Brilliant flowers

"Dude, I'm here. Are you sure this is the gig? Looks like some kinda farmers market."

Shea performing her morning market routine

Saturday Market September 17, 2011

People don’t believe me when I tell them that Galen and I moved here so that we would be sure never to miss a good day when it happened to come around-but it’s true.

We lived in Philadelphia in the 80’s, and visited friends in Putney, VT rather often. Sometimes the weather was great, sometimes not so much. One particular crappy weather visit we decided to move. We came up for a week, found jobs and a place to rent, went back to Phila, quit our jobs there and made the move-just like that.

Saturday at Market was one of those days that justified the move-cool, sunny, breezy, more leaves to kick, good music, people thrilled to be out there.

Speaking of good music-

These guys have been playing at Market for several years, and they just keep getting better, with their blue grassy, down home country swingy sound. Rock on!

Today we have a twofer-Tattoo and Pregnant Lady of the Week.

Mmmm…Raisin Pizza…

Geez, look at all the bundled up people. Don’t rush the season.

When the Zombie Apocalypse comes I’m moving in with the Millers. They’re fully stocked.

Courtney’s Fall Flowers

And again

Cute kid with rake-Add wooden shoes and one of those hats, and she could be Little Dutch Girl.

Morningside Shelter promoting a charity hike. Their resources were stretched thin during and after the recent flooding. They provided much help to displaced flood victims. You can help. Check out their website. www.morningsideshelter.org

Saturday Market September 10, 2011

What a great day! Rt 9 re-opening, weather sunny and mild, visitors aggressively not thinking about the coming seasonal change, kids already kicking around leaves, Millers selling apple cider, yellow jackets dive bombing teacake powdered sugar. We're here through October. Let's Rock!

Everyone is happy at Market.

Dude has a pa system! And a vocal chorus echo! All run off a car battery!!

The Queen of Helltown makes a return appearance, incognito, to check on the royal coffee. I pray it's to Her Majesty's liking.

Another rugrat-er-Kids Day at Market.

Katherine is a vision in orange and purple.

Abbey practices her sign language. I think that this is the sign for 2 fingers of scotch.

Saturday Market September 3, 2011

We’re Baaaack!!! After the worst flooding anyone can remember, the Market had a banner day-huge crowds thronged, expressing happy amazement at the seemingly impossible resurrection of the devastated site. We had strolling fiddlers, and children dancing, and everybody’s favorite U.S. Senator-we had everything!

My usual measure of what makes a really good day at Market has to do with the number of visitors who drive across the state along Rt 9, which is the busiest east-west highway in VT. Well, with Rt 9 being washed out about 3 miles west of the Market site, people really couldn’t “get heah from theyah”. That means it was mostly locals who came out to show their support. It’s a wonderful thing. (Don’t tell anybody I said that-wouldn’t want to wreck my image)

Building young capitalists, one dollar at a time

A trio of fiddlin' fillies cajoles the kids to jump for joy.

Our brand new sandbox-the old one has probably floated to the Bahamas by now.

Bernie! He stayed for quite a while.

Tat of the week

Cute kid of the week. Can you stand it?

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.

Check it out. Grass survived the flood, holding the soil together.

A crew across the creek cleans up our other parking lot. The covered bridge behind the trees survived unscathed.

Unsure on the concept, Becky arrives with a power screw driver and a bucket of nails.