In the world of blogging , nice surprises occur right when you least expect it.
That should be the definition of ‘surprise’, right?
I was flattered and honored to be invited to participate in Susan Tuttle and Chrysti Hydek’s weekly Echo prompt: Market, by myTexas blogging friend
Diane is incredibly talented and long before she invited me to partner with her, I thought
‘I have got to get my hands on her jewelry.’
After seeing it, my reaction was just that simple.
Visit her blog and you will see what I mean.
Our Echo entry is posted above , and Diane handled all of the creating.
This is her description of her half of the photo (left).
My picture is on the left, of freshly dug carrots sitting in a vendor's booth last May as we visited the Austin Farmer's Market.
It was a beautiful day as we went along with our daughter to meet one of her best friends, Laura =), who had just recently moved back to Texas, and now lives in Austin.
We loved touching and smelling the beautiful produce and enjoyed talking with the vendors that sunny day.
What a sense of pride we felt from them, as they described the produce they had brought in to sell, displaying it in bountiful heaps on their tables.
If given the choice between a market or store, I will pick market every single time.
This speaks pretty accurately not only of my preference, but also of my personality.
I enjoy the simplicity of it all, including the people. I enjoy speaking Spanish to the vendors, as remedial as my Spanish may be.
In South Texas markets are an explosion of color, food, flowers, wares of all kinds, and music. I took this photograph at La Pulga (translation: the flea), a flea market in a small community near where I live.
On an early Saturday morning visit, you can find seasonal fresh fruit and vegetables, Mexican candy, freshly squeezed juices , and if you are interested in buying a goat, or cabrito, hay for your cattle, a cantera fountain, or a new rose bush, you can do that as well.
It is the simplest form of shopping pleasure for me. I have on my baseball cap, no makeup, money and keys in my pocket, and a smile on my face.