Summer is a feast of colors. Even the ordinary becomes an event, something to preserve on the always-handy phone.
The farmer’s market here is small by all comparisons, but a welcome diversion from the local offerings: restaurants and clothing stores.
Folk-type music on the steps of the post office
Andrew the friendly honey vendor. Note the word honey in Russian!
I always try to get some baked-apple product from this farm. This week: apple bread!
Although this market is year-round, it’s pretty desolate in winter. I love that in summertime, life feels more like a festival.