Winter farmers' market

An expedition with friends from work, to go visit the indoor farmers' market held at a huge, rambling garden center. I find that as much as, in the moments I am getting myself ready to get out the door, I struggle to make good on commitments to get out and do things with people other than Ken and Dean -- I do always enjoy it and wonder why I don't do it more often. Lather, rinse, repeat. Will I ever learn? At least I always do make good on my commitments, which wasn't so consistently the case when I was (much) younger....  I remember that I stood Ken up once, and I grateful he didn't hold it against me.

A photo a day over at Chicken Blog, too.