Farmer's Market

But first:

1. My coworker finally had her daughter Thursday night, Elizabeth Pippa, to be called Pippa. 8 pounds 11 oz. Unfortunately she (the mother) had a rough time of it and an emergency c-section, but everyone is fine.

2. My punk rock daughter: http://www.flickr.com/photos/casperflea/154146076/

3. I took my mother to Locopops and she a) didn't want a popsicle and b) tasted mine and wasn't impressed. Clearly insane.

A short photo essay on our famer's market: http://www.flickr.com/photos/casperflea/154149356/ . It's Saturdays, 8-12, currently in a parking lot but they're building a shelter structure in the open field of a park down the hill, because in July in NC, it's damned hot to stand around a parking lot at 10am.

Today we bought: strawberries, green beans, new potatoes, tomatoes, and a mixed bouquet (bachelor buttons and other things).

We saw: my boss, woman from archives and her partner, RFMom and Alexander, program coordinator of the women's center, a family from La Leche League.

Locopops

Ha! There is a wikipedia entry on Locopops! http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Locopops

Also, for localistas who aren't yet addicted, they are having an open house/1 year anniversary party on Monday evening: http://www.singintomymouth.com/blog/archive/002602.html