Yesterday Mr. M. and I drove to Bandon, OR. to see a woman about some art she wants from me and to stop at the Farmer's Market. It is the last weekend and the main stand is outside. Other than a doctor's appts and groceries this is the first outing we have had since Jan. It was a beautiful day. We brought a pick-nick lunch and we were set. I also got some photos I will show later. Now, Bandon is like my town of Florence. On the waters and a tourist town, only better. We pulled into the rock parking lot, I grabbed my camera to get a shot of a boat, my right foot stepped out and as I stood to bring my left foot out, it got caught in my purse strap and down I went, hard! Now, due to lupus I use to fall all the time, but haven't taken a spill in many years. This fall stunned me. As Mr. M. ran around the car to get to me I was still on the ground. I don't know if I hit my head or not but all I remember is Mr. M. repeating, "Are you alright?" I finally pulled myself up to the edge of the car seat and sat there for another few minutes. Then I stood to assess for any broken bones. Nothing seemed broken and as I pulled myself together we stood my the water and I got my photos. Then across the parking lot to the veggies. This morning I am very sore and have some bruises on my elbow. Needless to say my purse will go in the back seat from now on.
The green building has a few more food vendors and some none food vendors but we didn't go inside. Too many people for me. When I was shopping I was the only one at the veggies.
Most of these people seemed to be together
and even though they all had masks on
there was no distancing.
I could not pass up these onions or the string beans both are huge. Apples, cabbage, squash and red bell pepper. Yes, I grew most of these items but we get coupons every year to shop at a farmers market and I wanted to make sure we used them.
This is the boat I wanted to shoot because