by Bonnie Pockley
Very rarely, all four markets are on the same weekend. This Sunday, there was the annual flower market, the monthly artist’s market and the monthly farmer’s market as well as the regular Saturday market yesterday. It was also the town’s show. After sleeping in, we woke to beautiful weather and an atmosphere of excitement and activity that meant we couldn’t wait to get down and be apart of the fun. We bought a little mandarin tree for the garden and wandered around for a bit before settling-in in front of a busker with a beautiful voice. Strong coffee in hand, we watched the kids delight in the music; dancing their little hearts out.