Not technically our first visit to the Farmer's market, but the first time I have remembered to take any photos.
This is the California Ave Farmer's market. So yes, it is on our road, but it is about a mile away. To get there we walk from the grotty end of California (where we live) through the posh bit to the commercial end, where there are lots of nice cafes and organic-y shops. Today we cycled, hence the photo of Ruth looking grumpy in her chariot.
The market is every Sunday from 9am to 1pm. There are lots of lovely happy vegetables and food stands, and good live music. Ruth had a felafel for lunch, then she cheered up a lot and danced to the music.
I saw a homeless man with a sign begging for - I kid you not - organic vegetables. Palo Alto - a more discerning class of homeless person.
