It is my favorite time of the year to go to the farmer’s market. Even though it was the perfect morning to sleep in a bit, it was also my favorite type of day to go to the farmer’s market. A good chill was in the air and the sky was overcast. I pulled one of my big, warm sweaters and headed over. The Minneapolis Farmer’s Market was my destination of choice this morning.
I know I have said it before, but I absolutely love the farmer’s market. So bustling with energy, wonderful smells, and interesting people. Perusing the isles, this morning, I left the camera at home. I was on a mission. Find veggies at great prices.