Saturday morning, I managed to squeeze in a visit to my local farmer's market. Working every Saturday has kept me from experiencing the little hamlet of Crawford's market day. But, if you arrive at 7 AM, you are rewarded...
Who knew they offered rides!
Ditched the dogs with a stranger and hopped in.
I must do this again... ride in a balloon that is. Seeing the hounds behaving themselves wasn't too shabby either.