For those of you in colder climes who are starved for color and light, we went with Steve and Bernice to their favorite farmer’s market this morning and I took lots of pictures.
A saxophonist in the park
Winter Park Farmer’s Market
Jars
Poinsettias…Bernice says that when Christmas is over, people here can plant these in their yards!
Pansies
Begonias
Hibiscus
Mottled leaves
I kind of liked this leaf pattern!
I’m not sure what these are, but they sure are pretty!
Roses
I asked the seller what these are, and I remember the word “Ball” was in there, but I don’t remember the full name. Does anyone know?
There was a butterfly cage with different varieties. These next three photos are dedicated to Denise Fuller!
Maybe this is a Monarch?
…But I don’t know what this is.
Only in Florida! This wreath seemed to be made of shellacked poinsettia petals.
Orchids
Of course, they also had produce.
After we finished in the farmer’s market, we wandered into the park:
A sheltie. After I took this picture, the owner asked if I’d take a picture of the two of them together on his cell phone. Such a pretty dog!
Mark has always loved roses.
This is for Delores!
There was a rose maze
Pretty color combinations
This reminded me of art classes where I had to get the shading right on an egg!
Heavenly smelling gardenia
Water pearls
A drifting rose
A tree full of children. My son, Jamey, would have been there when he was a boy!
This almost reminds me of lilacs, but it’s not. Anyone know what it is?
I’m not sure what this is, either, but I love the shade of blue!
Steve and Bernice were chauffeuring us around town.
After we had explored the park, Bernice drove us into the part of town where the 1% lives:
An apartment?
A roadside fountain
Spanish moss
A mansion
Then we went into town to do some window shopping:
A sidewalk cafe
A statue among the flowers next to the sidewalk
We found Ten Thousand Villages! It’s the Mennonite fair trade store. We last toured one in Pennsylvania with my friend, Sue Glick.
Inside Ten Thousand Villages
Another sidewalk cafe
I was intrigued by the balconies over the shops.
By this time, it was lunch time and Steve and Bernice took us to lunch. Unfortunately, Mark was carsick and couldn’t eat more than a few chips that came as an appetizer. When we left the restaurant, we went back to Steve and Bernice’s house where Mark crashed in their guest room.
The Brim home
Bernice has an eye for beautiful things. This is her formal dining room.
While Mark slept, Steve and Bernice showed me pictures they had taken, particularly of Bernice’s mission trip to Brazil, and I showed them the video of my nephew, Nate’s, Vernonia Overture. When Mark finally woke up, he was feeling much better.