Saturday

I went to the farmers' market again this morning, where I met Rich and Sara, had a breakfast of blackberry pie and lemonade, and watched Pete Kartsounes perform.


He was quite good, with a nice soulful, slightly-gravelly voice.

I noticed an old picture of John Steinbaugh's blacksmith shop on the wall behind the stage.


I thought that was kind of neat, because all the music during the farmers' market and the Sreet Faire take place in the Steinbaugh Pavilion.

Later in the day, I pulled weeds (mostly this creeper/vine thing)


from around my plant out front.


After searching the internet, I think it is some sort of honeysuckle.