thriving vallejo series: yeah! //farmer's market shopper.

I see this powerful looking woman occasionally at the farmer's market on Saturdays. Here she is pictured rather hawk-eyed, talons clutching purse, possible unexpected switchblade concealed in left hand behind thigh, avoiding eye contact. A few weeks ago, we were taken aback, coming directly face to face while weaving through the crowds; the farmers market is one of the only times that Vallejoans actually co-mingle with each other. Since I recognize her from frequent sightings here, I thought just by the remotest possibility, us each attending the market almost every week, apparently at about the same time, and all, that she might have noticed me too, so, when face to face, I smiled and said, "Hi."



You think the polar vortex is cold.