Amazingly enough I hate mornings. I'd be so happy if my day's stated at 10:00 a.m.and ended at 2:00 a.m.; however that is not my world.
Imagine my surprise when I was "forced" -- yes some friends actually 'shamed' me into going with them to the "Tracy Farmer's Market." The shocker is we were downtown by 9:00 a.m.
What I found was a delightful mix of fruits, vegetables, flowers, breads, even jewelry. I'm not sure how you grow jewelry on a farm but....
If you're out and about this Saturday stop by the Tracy Farmer's Market, it's on 10th Street between D and Central. You'll be delightfully surprised.
When you see me being dragged around half asleep - just say "HI!" I'm here because of you.
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