And with that, we went shopping, got a bit of lunch, listened to music in the common square, and watched the youth dance at the Farmer's Market. 
We toured all the vegggie stands, the flower stalls, and the food booths where crowds were lined up for lunch. Apricots, nectarines, and cherries were hot selling items. Bings and Rainiers here. 
I'm partial to the raspberries, blueberries and black raspberries.
The Market lasts only from 10:00 until 2:00, Thursdays from spring through fall.
The Market is as much about people as it is food and flowers.
You'll see office personel walking during their lunch hour, and students from the campus, Tacoma branch, U of W.
Oh, we must not forget the balloon man with that special hat, a favorite with the children. When Taraz and I were finished, we loaded his bike into the trunk of my car, and drove it to the repair shop. He had a flat tire. He rode it home, then looked through an old photo album. He wanted to see what his dad looked like when he got married. He sat out on the patio and laughed, "Dad's hair was huge!" This son of mine has the same type of hair, kinky curly. (Megan made the hat for him.)
