On the way to the farmers’ market today, I was almost hit on my bike. I was in the left lane turning left, and I was using hand signals. I was traveling at the same speed as the rest of the traffic. The car in the right lane decided to turn left, from the right lane. I don’t know if he didn’t see me, or thought he could beat me at the pass, but it was really scary. I am really glad Ada was with Shannon. I worry about biking in the city with Ada. I wish people would be patient and pay more attention to what they are doing. I wasn’t holding anyone up, and I was following all the local travel laws.
We had a great time once we arrived. While the fiddlers fiddled, Ada danced in her red boots. She then had her first plum of the season and several cherry tomatoes. She loves tomatoes and yelled every time we passed any.
I have always loved the how connected to the community I feel at the farmers’ market. This feeling has strengthened over the years. Now that I have a family I feel it even more. I love that my daughter is growing up a part of this community.