MPLS: The Farmers Market.
There's something about Farmers Markets that feels the same wherever you go. The people are upbeat, mingling amongst themselves, running into old friends, examining the goods bountifully laid on the tables and commenting on the weather. The Minneapolis Farmers Market had all those things, with a charming Minnesotan accent, naturally.
Gorgeous produce and artfully tied garlic stems:
Colorful gladiola bunches for just four bucks:
An amazing morning spent with family, eating bratwurst and sampling freshly squeezed lemonade and freshly picked berries - I can't imagine a better time.
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