We went to the farmers' market last Saturday to get some Red Wagon Creamery ice cream
http://www.redwagoncreamery.com/# (the Salted Milk Caramel is the best and don't let anyone tell you otherwise). We hadn't planned to stay but all of the color reminded me of being in the fabric store. It started with the radishes.
Then there were piles of gorgeous, sweet, fresh carrots....
not to mention the first sweet, juicy, Oregon grown strawberries.
It inspired me to keep my camera out and see what was really going on around me that morning. Any one of these images could be a wonderful quilt or a stitched postcard. This lady was making Dakota black kerneled popcorn. Ayla and her friend Saeda found her by the smell. Notice her hiding behind the popcorn maker.
I have always wondered if you could get a beignet in Oregon and if it would be anything like in New Orleans. I think the experience is in the place, not just the food. It's like why sourdough bread doesn't taste the same anywhere else as it does in places like Seattle or San Francisco.
Next week I am going to make artist trading cards using these images so watch to see them again! And do go enjoy your local farmers' market. Think globally, eat locally!