No bargain-shopping, no groceries, no trip to the dump for Banjo Man last Saturday.  No cleaning, baking or laundry for me.

Instead we went to a local farmer’s market to hear some music.

Yep, music.  If you look closely at this photo I took with my phone (first ever phone pic!) you will see, standing just to the right of the pole, our very own Jeff playing guitar with his band, “Saddle Up The Chickens”.

We supported the local economy.  Banjo Man bought crusty, gorgeous loaves of rye bread and a goat milk hand scrub.  I bought a raspberry filled cookie and coconut moisturizer.  I wanted to buy Banjo Man a t-shirt with a tractor on it, but they didn’t have his size.

We visited with Angela, smiled at happy babies and watched small children eat fancy cupcakes.  Jeff’s band sounded terrific.

Soooooooooo much more fun than the dump.