Huntin' agin

There were Washington cherry tomatoes, corn on the cob a bit cheaper than last week, salad greens, and handmade spinach/ricotta ravioli at the farmers' market. Summer sausage made with organically grown beef, and several colors of string beans filled my back pack. The farmers' market seems to be attracting what may be called a routine number of eccentrics, but they seem to be peaceful ones, brandishing tracts or just muttering.
Very hot evening, and we needed air, which wasn't moving any more outside than inside.