Then it was on to the farmer's market.
It was somewhat underwhelming. There were three sustainable growers of meat there but the vegetable selection was not great. Jamie reports that the Thursday market in south Tucson is way better for vegetables.
However, there was Emu oil, for your squeaking emus.
Sprouts of many sorts.
I love Christmas cacti.
We did encounter Sven the knife sharpener. He was sort of a pain in the butt to talk to, what with his ear plugs in and the fact that he wouldn't stop reading his book. We were trying to determine where he would be next Saturday and it was like pulling teeth to get the information out of him. Some people maybe should not deal with the public.
It was a beautiful, albeit windy, day in the Old Pueblo.