I love home-canned jams and goodies. I kinda like that shelf they’re displayed in too, but I don’t think it was for sale…
This was about 20% or less of the vendors. The lady in the black pants in the center is a vendor, and also leases my field for her sheep. Though her sheep aren’t here yet. Hm…
I LOVE embroidered dishtowels. My sister-in-law made me a darling set of herb-themed ones a few years ago for Christmas. I still jealously guard them from any use save drying *clean* dishes. They’ve stayed nice, and I still love them dearly.
The Alpaca lady lives not too far from me. This was alpaca mixed with nylon; perhaps for weaving rugs (you can see the tiniest edge of a woven rug on the left of the photo).
I saw one man buy a sunflower stem for his little girl who was walking hand-in-hand with him through the market. Slowly, at her pace. She couldn’t have been but 2 at the most.
This vendor I thought was particularly brave! 🙂
Rattlesnake melons! For *cough choke* sixteen dollars. Each.
These little spreaders (?) were so cute. And sanded so smooth and thin along that edge! I really should find out the price (I wasn’t a buyer that day, but I am acquainted with this vendor/craftsman).
I have one kindof like this, half-done. Mine doesn’t sit nearly so flat as these do. I think the key is in making the crochet loose enough. Maybe.
Our market is Saturday mornings in Town. I have some neighbors who are market gardeners, but they sell in a more distant (and more elite) town.
I have a dream of one day setting up a booth and blowing everyone away with my mad sewing and baking skillz, maybe even something homegrown or home canned. Oh, and with four lovely aproned sidekicks, of course. 🙂 Big Sister has already talked of baking things to sell “when she grows up.” I must say her cookies are VERY short-lived around here. If I *really* let myself dream, I imagine a really free market for raw dairy products and more, in a similar venue. Perhaps these Blessings of mine will be for Baker, Gardener, Seamstress and Milkmaid…? 😉