Saturday, August 27, 2016
Cherry Creek Farmers Market
On my way back from this morning's hike, I stopped at the Cherry Creek farmers market to load up on salad fixings and cantaloupe. The place is always festive. Plenty of produce, lunch tents, and arts-fair stuff.
There were two bands. Three men in the prime of life (that is, gentlemen my age) were playing a peppy version of "Arkansas Traveler." I complied with the ancient custom of the bards: You snap a picture, you toss a dollar in the fiddle case.
Two other gentlemen were playing electric guitar and accordion. Great fun.
Every Saturday the market draws a good crowd. Today I was pleased to note a contingent of plump, middle-aged beauties. The "heifer" factor was high.