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Sunday, August 1, 2010

ILWACO FARMERS MARKET

The town of Ilwaco, is only a couple of miles from where we have the motor home parked, so we ventured down to the waterfront, for the weekly, Saturday Farmers Market. As it turned out, this wasn't really a Farmers Market at all, instead, it was a gathering of arts and crafts vendors, with only one actually selling fruits and vegetables. As well as stuff grows here in the summer, I would have thought that lots of folks would be out, selling their homegrown vege's. For us, it didn't really matter, as there was lots of stuff to admire, as we cruised from one end to the other. Like at many of these gatherings, it's common to see someone playing some sort of musical instrument and/or singing to the crowd for tips. This guy looked the part, but I think his musical skills were directly commensurate to the amount of money in his musical case.

After leaving Ilwaco, we drove north on the Peninsula to Ocean Park, where we spent some time in Jacks Hardware and Grocery Store. We discovered this gem last year, as it kind of reminded us of a much larger version of the Skagway Hardware store, with groceries. Kind of a small town version of Wal-Mart, with a little bit of everything on the shelves. The picture of the flowers was taken under initial, severe protest. It seems that someone forgot their camera, and that person insisted that this naturally growing flower arrangement be documented, or else. When put in those terms, and in order to prevent "THE LOOK", from burning a hole through solid steel, I gladly snapped this picture, and posted it here, for all the world to see. As the Jim Croce songs goes, there's a few things you just don't do, like not tugging on Superman's cape, or spitting into the wind. "THE LOOK" should be at the very top of the things you don't mess with. When I knew that the dreaded stare was about to unleash it's unrivaled fury, I quickly aimed the camera at this colorful conglomeration, and just by a split second, prevented an un-natural disaster. Who says I don't have a sensitive side?

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