Yesterday : Part One : The Market . . .

Sometimes life smiles on us. Yesterday, on vacation in Brittany, was as close to being a perfect day as I can recall having in a while. I'm going to do this in a few installments, as composing pages in Blogger is not very conducive for longer articles with multiple photos. Blogger has a pesky habit of inserting line spaces where I have asked for none, and then one has to go back and delete them back out even after publishing the first time. But I digress. "Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away".
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The day started with a trip to the Carantec market, which takes place every Thursday morning, year round. We love to go walk through, invariably one meets half the village, and there are often new and interesting vendors of odds and ends, as well as the old regulars. . . and as you can see from this first batch of photos from the market, I was still seeing red . . .
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These ceramic knife holders (is that the correct name in English ??? In French : Porte Couteau) being sold in sardine tins caught my eye . . . laid out on a red cloth. . .
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The hat merchant had a model which Bob Dylan made famous in his song about a leopard skin pillbox hat. . . for a good smile look up the lyrics to it on Google. . . with a red hat next to it. . .
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The seafood in these parts is out of this world . . . with a red skirt in the background. . .
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And fresh sausages galore. . .
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After a long cold Winter, fresh asparagus are starting to show up . . . Yum ! And a couple of red tomatoes for good measure. . .
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A row of baskets waiting for someone to take them home. . . Under a red "No Entry" sign. . .
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Our favorite market Thursday lunch, chicken roast at the market with grilled potatoes ! ! !
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Fresh Brittany strawberries for dessert ! (Note the "Famous Menton Lemons... from the South !)
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Crepes in abundance . . . on a red sign. . .
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Olives from somewhere farther south of here . . . (in red bowls)
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Signposts directing all the vegetables as to which way to the salad bowl. . .

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