Revolution Day parade
Dancing in the zocola
Fall was definitely in the air Sunday when I went to the market. It was windy and cool. Still I wandered around and took more photos of the offerings at the market.I got home just before the rain came.
I just can’t help put take more photos of the beautiful flowers at this vendor’s tent. She has the best variety of the entire market.
You can’t really tell from the below photo but that flower must have been 6 inches across. It was windy and I had a hard time getting a decent shot of it.
I think this is a pretty flower. There were several colors but I liked this one the best.
I love fresh picked tomatoes. Yum!
This fennel smelled really good.
The blueberries were tasty mixed in with yogurt for a few breakfasts.
Need a gourd? There were several storage containers full of them.
The next two photos are why I eat breakfast prior to going to the market.
This booth has some nice plants.
I made a quick walk through the Milwaukie Farmer’s Market on Sunday. I bought some strawberries, olive cream cheese, little cukes and tomatoes. It was a chilly 59 degrees so I did not linger like I usually do.
I observed a couple of things today.
These strawberries were great for breakfast Monday.
So much better than a melon from the grocery store. FRESH!
I didn’t need any zucchini but wished that I had bought a couple of eggplants. Oh, well there is always next Sunday.
Cute little cheesecakes. Good thing I had just eaten breakfast before going to the market.
My body’s aching for a freedom ride, My brothers calling me to join them
The party’s jamming on the other side, over on the North Shore
The Myna Birds are leading all the way, they’re telling me how to get there
I’m concentrating on my early drive, driving to the North Shore
Under the Mango Tree, waiting for the sunrise, headed for the North Shore
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
I hear the surf calling me, singing a new song, headed for the North Shore
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
I wipe my hair away from my eyes, I like to feel the wind on my face
The salty air begins to make me breath, down in the North Shore
I lay my mistress on the surface swell, and as I move she starts to mile at me
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Let it ride much higher and higher
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Take me now Im your’s take me
Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Look at me Im higher than a mountain”
There is something about the north shore of Kauai that makes me feel like I have come home again everytime I visit there. Years ago when I thought seriously about moving to Kauai I would have been perfectly happy settling in Hanalei on the north shore. Oahau has its Haleiwa and Maui has Paia. These three cities have a lot in common. They are surfer towns and laid back hippieish, new age feeling places with a strong sense of community and ohana (family).
And of course now there is all of the controversy about the meaning of the song “Puff the Magic Dragon”. “Puff, the magic dragon lived by the sea, And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called honah lee”. When Tara was little I used to sing this song to her everytime we went to Hanalei. That was every year until from age 9 – 16 and at least 3 or 4 times a trip. She hated me singing the song especially as she got to be a teenager. At dinner one night Kelly brought up the drug reference and Tara said “Nu Huh! You used to sing this song to me all the time when I was little.”
Tara and Kelly drove beyond Hanalei to the end of the road. The plan was for Tara to take Kelly to a couple of her favorite places, Lumahai Beach and the Blue Room. However it was so busy that Sunday that there was nowhere to park. So they came back to Hanalei Bay where they had dropped me off a couple of hours earlier.
During the winter months Kilauea is a good place to spot whales who have migrated south for the winter.
Heading back from the north shore we make this stop at a scenic overlook. Those are taro fields in the valley.
First I had breakfast at Sully’s which is one of my favorite places for a weekend breakfast out. (Dungeness crab leg, spinach, tomato omelet topped with Hollandaise – yum!) Coincidentally Tara and Kelly walked into the restaurant as I was just finishing my breakfast. They had stopped by my house to see if I wanted to go to breakfast with them. I had thought about calling them to see if they wanted to go out for breakfast but I left my house before 8:30 which I knew was too early for them to be ready to get out and about for the day.
I asked TnK if they were going to the market since Tara told me a couple of weeks ago that she had never been there. Tnk did go and Tara told me Kelly wouldn’t let her buy the hanging basket she wanted because it was $80. They had some gorgeous flowers which I got a few photos of.
After breakfast I wandered over to the Farmers Market where you can find all kinds of great stuff to buy or just look at. The vendors are local and it is a really good way to support the Oregon and SW Washington economy.
It was crazy busy for 9:30 AM. But then it was a sunny holiday weekend. At one of the produce booths there were 16 people in line to make purchases. I counted them and decided I wasn’t going to wait that long to buy a few potatoes and some zucchini. The line at one of the bakery booths was almost as long. I wanted to get some good organic bagels to to go with the cream cheeses I bought.
What I bought:
Two flavored cream cheeses – salmon and olive from Jacobs Creamery
Dungeness Crab – from Linda Brand Crab
A handmade woven basket for my mother for her 80th birthday next month. I will fill the basket with some of her favorite things. Baskets by Nancy
A previous blog post with more photos of the vendors wares.
I am off to Palm Springs where it will be about 35 degrees warmer than it was in Portland today. I can’t wait for some warm sunshine while lying by the pool reading.
Palm Springs is such a great place to people watch. In fact it was in PS that I first saw a dog in diapers being pushed in a baby stroller. So you can only imagine the dog’s owner. As I recall she was dripping in jewelry and had obviously had a face lift. One visit to PS my daughter commented on the number of plastic surgeons advertising in the Palm Springs visitor’s book in our hotel room. Plastic surgery is a big reason why a lot of people visit PS. There are some really great restaurants right on Palm Canyon Road about a mile from where I will be staying. In the evenings after dinner it is always interesting to go into the art galleries and many shops of every sort. I haven’t been to PS in about 5 years so I am sure there will be some new places to check out.