Corelyn and I hadn’t been to the farmer’s market in a while (at least three weeks) and we CERTAINLY had not been as early as we went Sunday in QUITE a while. So 9 am farmer’s market was highly successful.
That is the cheese man in the flannel. I love him, and so does Cor. You can hardly see him, since I was trying to take a picture of him and it was a little obvious, but you get the idea. He’s a cheese man. In flannel.
Raw milk!!
I also have a thing for my cheese man. Weird.