Every Saturday for the last several hundred years the farmer’s market in Revel has been feeding the surrounding countryside. I was mostly interested in watching it as a show. This fellow’s hat, for instance, and the piles of cheeses. . .and the way they greeted their customers so warmly. . .
For the second day in a row I run into pig’s trotters! I take pictures of the the egg ladies with their baskets of beautiful eggs and cages of prize hens. Nice to know where your eggs are coming from after all.